18/11/2020 Additions to Reylo Fluff

These fics have been added to the Fluff list located here.

Sweet Home by Violetwilson (AO3 2018  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Honestly, she only came to Waffle House at two AM to pick up Finn and Poe and maybe order some pancakes. Maybe. But what was she supposed to do when she found a hot businessman with a broken car in the parking lot? Not invite him to sleep over at her place until the town's only mechanic sobered up?) A Child and a Mortgage by AverageEpaulet (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: It was bring your child to work day. Whoever came up with that bright idea had a special place reserved in hell for all Ben Solo cared. He loved his daughter, more than anything, but that didn't mean he liked flaunting her around like a trophy with ”Got laid at least once” engraved on it.) I Still Do by merrymercy (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: 'Remember when you had a huuuge crush on me?That was so embarrassing for you.'' Drunk Rey greets her husband.) We'll tell our kids we met at Starbucks by M1ssJess (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey goes on a date with Poe but ends up spending a much more enjoyable night with his roommate Ben.) Clumsily Yours by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is injured at work. She is shocked when her boss Ben Solo carries her to his car and takes her to hospital much to her embarrassment. He is over-bearing and over-protective of her during her stay and Rey doesn’t understand...although it is sort of sweet in a way...could it be that the big bad executive Ben Solo actually likes her?) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 46 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey's familiar, Kira, usually hates other people but keeps escaping to go visit her neighbor Ben, could he have his own secret?) Goodnight Moon by LittleAndikin (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben's 3 year old daughter Lily won't go to sleep without listening to the library's podcast reading of Goodnight Moon. When she's in the elevator with her father & a neighbour, she recognises Rey from her voice as the person who reads to her every night.) Where's my wife? by AverageEpaulet (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey dresses up as Ben's favourite TV character while he's out for drinks. But she's underestimated drunk Ben's loyalty.) Crisis: Girlfriend by perperuna (AO3 2018  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben had been in love with Rey for over a year when he asked her to go with him to his ex’s wedding as his date and ‘girlfriend’.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 11 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben asks his father for help with the classmate that has been frustrating him. ) Pining and Puzzles by greywilde (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey finds scraps of paper in the washer as she's doing her laundry, and her roommate Ben is acting strange about them.) Threads by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben Solo is a cantankerous boss known for throwing away any gift his underlings give him. When newbie Rey decides to knit everyone a scarf for the start of fall, she's warned that Solo will not appreciate it. Everyone is surprised when he shows up the next day wearing it.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 35 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben is always suspicious about his mother's matchmaking. This is how he fell for it again.) About You by LadyBrettAshley (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: An eight-month dry spell drives Rey to create a Tinder account. Already stressed about work, she finds herself exceptionally discouraged after her first date is a flop, and her neighbor, Ben, won't stop harassing her for being on Tinder in the first place. That is, until Ben makes her an offer she can't refuse...) In Bloom by Celia_and (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 4 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: The flowers that bedeck her skin don’t lie. Ballet dancer Rey is in love with her partner, Ben. But the years go by and his skin stays resolutely, devastatingly blank. He doesn’t love her. But when his hands are on her body, she can pretend.) How Not to Break Up by LadyBrettAshley (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Nothing means more to Leia than her Annual Pumpkin Carving extravaganza. That’s why Ben asks Rey to keep their recent breakup a secret until after the party. After a carving-related accident, Ben comes to her aid and it turns out... they may not have to tell anyone they broke up at all.) Only Make-Believe by Hartmannclan (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is in a car accident, so best friend Ben races to the hospital to be with her. What happens when she wakes up with amnesia and believes they are married?) would you be so kind? by youcarrymeaway (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: An au where Ben accidentally hits Rey with his car, and also falls in love with her a little.) urgent caring by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: ben meets rey on a visit to the local urgent care, and somehow keeps finding ways to see the cute girl behind the front desk (hopefully not losing an appendage in the process). ) What if I want to kiss you tomorrow? by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben needs to share Rey's bed for the night, but does he want to share more than a bed with her? ) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 45 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: From childhood to adulthood, Ben is practiced at catching a clumsy Rey.) Close Enough to Kiss by Somewhere_overthe_Reylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey's daughter comes with her to take a final exam. Dr.Solo ends up being soft for babies.) a tale of baseball and broken elevators by Zoa (AO3 2019  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey has sprained her knee. The elevator in her building is broken. She lives on the sixth floor. Her neighbor, Ben Solo, has arrived in the nick of time to help, but there's one problem: she hates him.) Lizzy Solo by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, 3 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Its bring your kids to work day and little Lizzy Solo meets Rey for the first time. "Are you the same Rey that my dad told Uncle Hux he was half in love with?") a night under the stars by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Grandma Padme's retired life mostly takes place at the local senior center. When it comes time for senior prom, she asks Ben to go with her. Padme introduces him to senior center employee Rey, for whom this is the first prom she's ever experienced.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 5 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben reluctantly helps his friend Kaydel pick up lingerie. In the dressing room, he runs into his intern Rey as she's trying out some items.) Wrong Number, Right Guy by greywilde (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Grandma Padmé texts Ben to invite him for dinner and reminds him he can bring his apple pie but she's mistyped his number and texts a stranger. Rey texts back to let her know she has the wrong number but Padmé invites Rey to join them anyway.) Anything You Need by SuchaPrettyPoison (AO3 2020  Rated M Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben knows women don’t come to him for his lacking social skills and awkward nature; they want to see if he's big all over. He figures why not finally use his assets to his advantage and (try to) flirt with and impress trainer Rey by working out in only biking shorts?) say it with a braid by reylo_mo (writermo) (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: An AU where hairdresser Ben loves to style actress Rey’s hair in braids for events. There’s even a particular type he always goes for.One day Leia texts to ask him why he hasn’t brought his fiancée over for dinner. Thing is... he’s been giving Rey Alderaanian wedding braids.) I'm going to teach you (all about love) by Trish47 (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: When Rey's imposing roommate lands a position teaching kindergarten, she spends the year celebrating his victories and cheering him up in equal measure. It just so happens that Rey discovers her favorite method for doing so: kissing him.) You Make Me Weak by Hellyjellybean (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey decides to faint to get her boss's attention.) to climb steep hills by galvanator (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: No one really talks to the new girl who sits in the back of the class. She’s been here a month but kids are afraid of her and teachers are too overworked to be able to solve a problem like Rey. No one really talks to the new girl - except for Ben. A childhood to adulthood love story.) When Love is Like Pulling Teeth by CaliforniaQueen (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Han sends Rey his favorite mechanic to pick up his son Ben after a dental operation. High on meds, normally arrogant and cold Ben becomes quite the chatterbox.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 30 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ex-military Ben doesn't expect anyone to wait for him in the airport. And yet...) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 2 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey constantly needs librarian Ben to help her get books from the top shelf.) Rey is Tired by mcloveproductions (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey Niima is tired. Tired of college. Of her shitty interning job at Plutt's garage. Ben is also tired of the job he just quit. When he meets and pretends to be Rey's boyfriend, maybe that'll be the answer to their problems.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 30 Sequel by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is attracted to morons. Ben assumes she doesn't like him and tries to apologize for his feelings.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 18 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey asked for something to keep her warm for her birthday. Poe decides the best present he could get is Ben.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 24 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben is absolutely terrified of the dentist. Luckily, Rey is by his side.) The Prince of Alderaan & Me by lalaitskelcey (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, 5 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey’s daughter steals popcorn from the prince of Alderaan, and a clip of it goes viral, much to Rey’s dismay.) Go And Catch A Falling Star Chapter 20 by Ayearandaday (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Meddly Mama Leia only wants her son to find his love and give her pretty grandkids to spoil. That's not too much to ask, right?) By Hand by Celia_and (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Socially anxious Ben visits the same cafe every morning, and he’s fallen for sweet waitress, Rey. Every day he writes down a lovely thought about her, folds into a boat, and leaves it behind to be swept into the trash. He doesn't know that Rey has kept every single one.) I Don't Wanna Live Forever by MotherofScavengers (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Love goddess Rey has been tasked with finding love for Kylo, her friend and god of death. After centuries refusing any of the suitors she suggests, Kylo finally names the only person he would ever be willing to marry: Rey herself) Find Something You Like by ekayla (AO3 2020  Rated G Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey is playing hide and seek in IKEA with Rose and Finn. She hides in a wardrobe. Ben is in need of new furniture. He finds a lot more than ample suit space when a freckley brunette nearly gives him a heart attack jumping out of one of the shop floor examples.) i found love where it wasn’t supposed to be, right in front of me by Lutrosis (AO3 2020  Rated T Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Ben’s the sweetheart nanny to Rey’s twin daughters. When her new boyfriend is frustrated that he’s lower on her list of priorities than her children, he dumps her. Rey texts Ben and comes home early to find her kids tucked in, and Ben, ready with ice cream.) An Open Invitation by monsterleadmehome (AO3 2019  Rated E Complete, One-Shot, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Rey has a crush on her boss's son, Ben Solo. Ben is head over heels for Rey. They hang out all the time--he cooks her dinner, they cuddle on the couch. But he can't work up the courage to ask her on a real date. Rey thinks they're already dating and wonders why Ben won't kiss her.) Rocky Mountain High by reyloanne (AO3 2019  Rated M Complete, 11 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Pro tennis player Ben Solo suffers a season-ending injury in the finals of the US Open, prompting a personal crisis that leads him back home to Colorado. He just may find more than he was searching for along the way in the form of a pretty park ranger named Rey.) that's where you take me by blessedreylo (AO3 2020  Rated E Complete, 2 Chapters, Modern AU, Quick Synopsis: Single dad Ben asks his daughters nanny Rey to live with them during quarantine so she can help take care of her while he works remote. Lots of domestic proximity and mutual pining ensues.)

The Nuptial Necessity - Chapter 22

A 12xRose Human AU

Despite an unglamorous job description, Rose loves the work she does with The Thistle Foundation, a charity founded by her best friend’s great-uncle.  It doesn’t hurt that her boss, her friend’s father, is easy on the eyes.  With a great job, wonderful friends and a loving family, life couldn’t be better – except for having someone to share it with.

All of that is threatened, though, when the great-uncle dies – and sets a strange condition for his nephew to inherit, jeopardizing the Foundation and Rose’s future, sparking a chain of events that might just get her everything she dreamed of and more.

Chapters will be posted on Saturdays and Tuesdays.  Many thanks to my beta, @stupidsatsuma

Rated: Explicit, for eventual smut

@doctorroseprompts

AO3  |  Masterlist

—

Monday

When Malcolm woke the next morning, it was essentially perfect.  Bright sunlight streamed in through the window strong enough to penetrate gaps in the drawn bed curtains, birds chirped outside, and Rose Tyler was sprawled across him, sound asleep.

Not bothering to stop a beaming smile he just relaxed back into the pillows, wrapping one arm around Rose’s back while the other folded behind his head.  He didn’t have to check the clock to know it was early, too early to try to get up.  If he did the staff would drop what they were doing to attend to him, and he hated the thought of pulling them from their routine more than necessary.  It was a fact of life in a house like this that certain things had to be done before the family was up, and he didn’t want to disrupt that.

Besides, he was busy acting as a pillow for Rose.

The birdsong outside combined with her soft breathing into a soothing melody, and before he knew it, his eyes were once again slipping shut, sleep reclaiming him.

No matter; he was on his honeymoon.

A lie-in sounded perfect.

-

He woke from his dozing by Rose tensing suddenly against him, and his eyes flew open to find her staring up at him.

“I think someone’s in here,” she breathed, and he relaxed to know it wasn’t their position that bothered her.

“It’s probably the maid, opening the drapes, lighting the fire and bringing us tea,” he replied in kind, conscious that the girl could probably hear them; the curtains weren’t particularly thick.  “She’ll leave in a minute.”

Sure enough, several quiet moments later, the door shut firmly, louder than necessary; on a normal morning it would’ve been near silent, and he knew she’d done that to let them know she was gone without disturbing them.

“She’s gone,” he said in a normal tone.  “Sorry, should’ve warned you.”

Rose yawned, burrowing deeper into his embrace to his delight.  “S’okay.  Good to know, though.  Does she come in at the same time every day?”

“Nine o’clock unless told otherwise,” he confirmed.

“Mhmm, okay.  We’ll have to keep that in mind- don’t want her catching us… in the middle of anything.”  She glanced up at him with a coy little smirk, and he had to swallow twice to even attempt a reply.

“Uh huh.”  Smooth, he cursed himself, tongue-tied; his imagination was running rampant, and at any moment she could shift and feel-

Her small grunt of surprise as she did just that had his cheeks flaming, and he stared up at the ceiling in mortification.

“Um…”

She wriggled around next to him, a weight a moment later on his shoulder telling him she hadn’t run away, had instead moved slightly closer.  “You said we were meeting Jack for breakfast,” she murmured.  “How much time do we have?”

Eyes widening he glanced down at her, surprised to find a barely-banked fire burning in her gaze, bottom lip trapped between her teeth.

“Guh.”

Her expression cleared, a smile growing, and she reached up, patting his cheek.  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to break you.  Maybe tomorrow morning.”  Sitting up, she bent down and pressed her lips to the corner of his mouth; not quite a proper kiss, but far more than a friendly peck.  “D’you mind if I use the loo first?”

And she was gone, padding across the room, leaving him in a befuddled state.

“Okay.”

It was going to be a deliciously unbearable day.

-

They went down to breakfast once again hand in hand, and more than once Rose had to use that connection to keep Malcolm from walking into a wall or door frame.  He couldn’t take his eyes off her, a big, dopey grin permanently etched on his often-severe face.  She wasn’t entirely sure what had him in such a good mood; the previous night was a bit hazy starting mid-dessert, though some things were clear- how he’d cared for her while she was sick, how safe and comfortable he made her feel.  She vaguely remembered being in the library, and a serious conversation, but the details were gone.  She considered telling him that, asking what they had discussed, but was slightly embarrassed about all of it.

Entering the dining room she found serving plates on warmers covered in all the fixings of a full-English- eggs and bangers, beans, blood pudding, oatmeal, pancakes, waffles, toast…  The spread covered half the table, smelling and looking incredible, and her stomach rumbled in response.

“Hungry?” Malcolm teased, releasing her hand in favor of putting his own at the small of her back, guiding her forward.  “Dig in.”

“Alright.”  Picking up a warm plate she took a little bit of most things, waiting until Malcolm had filled his own before going towards the other end of the table, where three place settings were arranged.  He took the head of the table and she settled on his right-hand side, and was just taking her first bite when the door opened again and Jack burst in, larger than life.

“Good morning honeymooners!” he boomed, efficiently fixing his own plate before joining them.  “How was your first night in Scotland?” he asked Rose with a wink and a smirk, making Malcolm groan.

“Jack-”

“Absolutely brilliant,” she interrupted, taking a sip of her orange juice and finding that it was, in fact, a mimosa, barely able to refrain from coughing in surprise.  “Bloody hell, is everyone trying to get me drunk?”

Malcolm laughed.  “Sorry, I think they’re just trying to impress you.  Want regular juice?”

She pursed her lips, considering.  “No, it’s fine- I just wasn’t expecting it on a Monday morning.  But, we are on holiday, aren’t we?”

“Don’t worry,” Jack smirked from across from her, “it would take a lot of drinking for someone of your new status to be considered an alcoholic, and even more to raise any eyebrows.  No one’s judging.”

“I highly doubt that, but appreciate the support,” she said dryly.  “Now, where are you taking us on this tour this morning?”

-

“I don’t know about this,” Rose whispered to Malcolm, biting her lower lip in worry.  They were standing a few hundred meters from the back of the house at the stables, a beautiful chestnut horse in front of her, waiting for her to mount it.  “I’ve never been on a horse before.”  A horse groom was holding the beast steady and still, hopefully out of hearing distance.

“You’ll be alright,” Malcolm soothed.  “I promise- Tardis is the sweetest horse in the world, perfect for you.  Just, try to be confident and it’ll be fine.  She’ll sense your fear.”

“That… doesn’t really help.”  Sighing, Rose rolled her shoulders back and nodded.  “Okay, let’s do this.”

“That’s my girl.”

He guided her to the steps, helping her up and onto the horse and making sure she got settled, occasionally pausing to talk to the horse and pat it.  He was clear and concise, and by the end of his impromptu lecture, she was feeling somewhat better about the idea.  “You know, there are easier ways to kill me for my inheritance,” she joked weakly, as he moved across to his own horse and swung himself up easily.  “This seems like a lot of effort.”

Her husband just laughed, the bastard, and trotted his horse over to hers.  “Sit up straight, keep hold of the reins, and stay centered,” he instructed.  “You’ll be brilliant.”  Reaching over he smacked the horse’s rump, and she lurched forward.

“Oh fuck you,” she gasped, holding tightly to the reins, certain she was about to fall to her death as they rushed down the lane at what felt like an unreasonable speed.  “Fuck you, fuck you, fuckfuckfuck- hey!  I’m doing it!”

“That’s it!” he cheered, and she didn’t dare look back, letting the horse go where it liked; a moment later Malcolm appeared out of the corner of her eye, pulling abreast of her.  “Here we go.”

Jack was just ahead, waiting for them at a crossroads, and watched them approach with a grin.  “Ready?”

His eyes widened as she continued on past him, and she called back, “How do I stop this thing?”

Their laughter was utterly unhelpful, and she swore that as soon as she was off the horse, she would kill them both- if she didn’t die first herself.

-

She slid off the horse in an entirely undignified way right into Malcolm’s waiting arms, clinging to him as her legs trembled, fighting to keep her upright.

“See, that wasn’t so bad,” he murmured in her ear, effortlessly holding her up.  “You did it!  I’m so proud of you.”

Rose just whimpered in response, resting her forehead against his sternum, panting for breath.  It had been terrifying and exhilarating, and while she could see the appeal, she’d rather keep both feet on the ground.

“Sweetheart, are you okay?”  He leaned back to see her face, concern etched across his.  “Rose.”

“Please don’t make me do that again,” she whispered, pleading, cutting a nervous glance towards Jack, who was several feet away on the other side of the road with his and Malcolm’s horses, tying the reins to a tree.  “I can’t- please, Malcolm.”

“Okay.”  He didn’t hesitate, nodding.  “No problem.  Let’s have lunch for now, then we can figure out how to get back.”

She nodded in agreement, finally feeling stable enough to let go of him and stand on her own.  “Thank you.”

Malcolm kissed her forehead.  “Of course.”  Taking the reins from her he secured them to a tree as Jack had done, and led her out onto the riverbank towards where his cousin was setting out a picnic blanket.  It was a spectacular spot, with a view of the water and the farmland on the other side, secluded and peaceful.

“So, what did you think of the property?” Jack asked as they approached, looking up from where he unpacked the picnic basket.  “Rose?”

“It’s beautiful,” she enthused, dropping onto the ground and wincing.  “God, my arse is sore.”

“Don’t,” Malcolm cut in when Jack opened his mouth.  “Just- don’t.”

Rose snorted.  “Everything looks well-cared for.  I don’t know much about property management, but from an aesthetic view, it’s incredible.”

“I agree.  You seem to be doing an excellent job, Jack, thank you.  I have one or two concerns- ideas, really- but we can discuss them once we return to the house.  The most important question, though, is- what’s for lunch?”

Jack grinned.  “Oh, you’re gonna love this.”

-

They spent a good two hours sitting on the blanket under partially cloudy skies, trading stories and food containers, getting to know each other.  Rose was thrilled to hear about Malcolm in his younger years, but was thankful that Jack avoided the topic of Missy.  Jack’s own stories were barely believable, full of adventures and travel and sexual exploits that had her in near hysterics.

It was so enjoyable that by the time they packed up she’d almost forgotten any troubles, though they came rushing back as soon as they started towards the road and horses.

Rose stopped dead, tugging Malcolm to a halt, waiting until Jack had gotten some distance between them to whisper, “How are we getting back?”

His mouth tightened as he considered her.  “Is it riding by yourself that’s the problem, or horses in general?” he asked carefully.  “I can have Jack take Tardis back on her own and you can ride with me, or we can have him go back himself and come back for us in the Land Rover.  Or I suppose we could walk, but it’s a good five miles.”

She looked from him to the horses to the sky, weighing her options.  “Riding with you might be okay,” she hedged, “at least, I’m willing to try it.  Is that okay?”

“Of course,” Malcolm agreed immediately.  “We’ll start back, and you just let me know if we need to stop.  Let me just go tell Jack.”

“Okay.”

Wrapping her arms around herself she let him get a headstart, following a minute later.  By the time she arrived it had all been arranged, Jack on his horse holding the reins to Malcolm’s, Malcolm on hers- without the saddle, which she spotted a moment later with Jack.

“Are you sure this is okay?” she asked, looking up at him, worried.

“Yes.  I mean, it’s not the best idea, but for us, it’s fine.  Like I said, she’s as peaceful as they come.”

“But… there’s no saddle.”

“That’s easier for her, and more comfortable for us.  I promise, it’s okay- just take my hand, and I’ll pull you up.”

It took several tries, but eventually she was seated in front of him, pressed solidly against him.  He had one arm around her waist, anchoring her, the other held the reins.  “Now, it’ll take longer to get back,” Malcolm said, leaning forward slightly to talk into her ear, “but we’ll be going slow.  Even if something happens it’ll be minor.  Okay?”

“I trust you.”  Moving slowly and carefully she half-turned to meet his eye.  “I trust you.  Just… let’s go.”

“Okay.”  And then they started moving, and after several hundred meters, she started to relax back against him.

Though she hadn’t been thrilled at first at the idea it would take a while to return, and her thighs were absolutely killing her when she finally slid off back at the stable, it had been wonderful to spend so long pressed against Malcolm, his chest to her back, breathing together.  In some ways it had felt more intimate than when they’d gone to bed together two nights before, made her feel so much closer to him.

She wanted more of that closeness, but with more privacy and less clothing.

She couldn’t wait to go to bed that night.

Christmas Magic Brings Everyone Together

A/N: Day 21 of the 25 Days of BAU Christmas! A JJ x Reader where they like each other and end up spending the holidays together. JJ’s boys and the reader’s kids try and set them up. Note: I have JJ as a single mom (never met Will.)

“So you have any plans for Christmas?” JJ asked. “Now that he’s gone?”

Y/N’s face lit up. “We don’t have to worry about him, which means that we can have a nice Christmas morning opening presents, most of which were bought by my parents, because I spent all my money on lawyers, and then after that I’ll probably just watch TV with them. It’s gonna be great.” 

JJ leaned in to her friend’s shoulder and sighed; she deserved the world and more. “That sounds great. You’ve been through enough.”

It had been a year since Y/N separated herself from her abusive asshole ex-husband. “Thanks, babe. What about you?”

“Well, we’ll be doing the same thing Christmas morning, and then probably just chilling around the house until we go to visit my parents for dinner.”

Y/N smiled as Henry, Michael, Noah and Cassie all played together in the park. “I think we’re pretty lucky.”

Meanwhile, the kids were having a secret powwow near one of the trees. “So what are we going to do?” Henry asked.

Both Henry and Noah, being the older of the four children, noticed their mothers’ attraction for each other. Henry had never known his father, and Noah had unfortunately known his. But their mothers were single and they could tell they liked each other. “Ice skating,” Cassie said. 

“What?”

“We should all go ice skating together. Then we can skate and we can stick them with each other.”

“Is it just me or does the 6-year-old kind of make sense?” Henry asked.

Noah patted his sister on the shoulder. “She kind of does. Maybe we can get them to agree to go ice skating on Christmas Day. We just need to keep pushing them together as much as possible and soon they’ll admit they like each other. I just know it.”

“Plus, it’s Christmastime. My aunt Penelope says people always admit their feelings during the holidays. Something about Christmas magic.”

All four children put their hands together in the center. “Let’s hope your Aunt is right, Henry.”

“Mom, what are we going to do in between opening presents and going to visit grandma and grandpa?” 

JJ hadn’t really thought about it. The boys normally just sat around playing with their new toys while she sipped on a glass of wine and watched some crappy Hallmark Christmas movies. It was practically tradition, but she could see by the look in her eldest son’s eyes that he had something else in mind. “I’m not really sure. Do you have something you want to do?”

“Actually, yea,” he said. “Do you think we could go ice skating at that place downtown?”

“Are they even open on Christmas?”

“Yea, I already checked online. Can we go?”

JJ hadn’t been ice skating in years. That was going to comical. “Does Michael want to go to? Or is this just for you?”

Michael enthusiastically ran into the room. Sure, JJ thought to herself. He can’t hear me when I tell him he needs to clean up his room, but this he hears. “I wanna go too, Mommy. Please?”

It’s not like they were doing anything else in between. “Sure, but you have to help me up if I fall.”

“Okay,” Henry laughed. 

As the boys turned away, pumping their fists in the air in victory, JJ wondered what on earth had made them want to go ice skating in the first place.

Y/N grunted as she felt a weight on top of her. “Mommy! Wake up!”

Five-year-old Cassie was sitting on top of her mother. 

“Sorry, Mom,” Noah said. “I tried to keep her out in the kitchen so you could sleep a little later, but she was too excited. She had an idea.”

The tired mom slipped out of bed and into her slippers as she smiled at her 13 year old. “You’re too sweet, my boy. Thank you for trying. But it’s okay. I should get up anyway.”

She would be woken up at all hours of the day and night. It didn’t matter. All that mattered now was that she was away from their father. They were all safe and he was legally barred from getting within 500 feet. Christmas was coming. All was good. “What’s the idea that made you want to jump on me, little missy?” Cassie jumped into her arms and started going on about how she wanted to try ice skating for the first time.

Honestly, it wasn’t something she’d thought about before, because her ex had been so controlling - it hadn’t even been a thought. But they were free now, and she wanted to give the kids any experience they’d been denied as long as she physically could. “Noah, you’re okay with this too?”

“Yea,” he said softly, smirking in a way that his mother wasn’t familiar with. “I think it could be cool. There’s this place that’s open on Christmas. Could we go then?”

“Sure. You both have to promise not to laugh at me when I fall though.”

Noah chuckled under his breath. “I don’t know if I can do that.”

Once school was dismissed for break, the two families were too busy with last minute Christmas plans to get together, so the boys could only text each other to say that they’d gotten their mothers to agree to go ice skating. “I hope this works,” Noah said to Cassie as he finished reading her a story on Christmas Eve night. Occasionally, she had trouble sleeping; she’d have nightmares about their father, so even after their mother went to sleep, she’d still be awake. Noah would read her another story to help her go back to sleep. 

“Me too,” Cassie replied, yawning as she pulled the blankets closer to her body. “I think Mommy should be happy.”

The next morning, all four children woke to presents under the tree, pancakes for JJ’s boys and waffles for Y/N’s babies, and the Walt Disney World Christmas parade playing softly in the background. “Mom!” Noah cried. “This is expensive. How did Santa afford this?” He asked, his eyes fluttering between his sister and his new iPod. He didn’t want to spoil that magical Christmas feeling for her just yet. 

“I’ve been saving since last year,” Y/N whispered to her son. “It’s all I could afford for you. Everything else is from Nanny and Poppy, but I wanted to get you this.”

“Thanks, Mom,” he whispered. 

Immediately after putting his new iPod on the charger, he came back to open a few extra gifts courtesy of his grandparents, while watching his sister explode with happiness at her own presents. 

After nearly two hours and bellies full of pancakes, Noah, Cassie and Y/N headed out toward the ice skating rink. “You both ready to watch Mom fall on her butt?” Y/N asked.

“I’m looking forward to it,” Noah replied.

Across the rink, he saw Henry, Michael and their mother. “Look!” He said as casually as he could.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe they decided to come here too. That’s so funny,” Y/N said. JJ and the boys walked over toward Y/N, Cassie and Noah. The kids broke off into a group and left their mothers to embrace. 

After saying how happy they were to see each other after a few days of craziness, Cassie came over. “Can you make sure my skates are tied?”

Y/N bent down and told her to wait for her to go on the ice. “I can take her, Mom,” Noah said. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t fall.” Cassie stood up and wobbled on her skates. “At least I’ll help her up when she does.”

“Okay,” Y/N laughed. “Just call to me if you need me?”

“I will.”

“Henry, you and Michael do the same!”

“Yes, Mom!”

The foursome made their way out onto the ice with much more grace than either mother had expected. JJ was nervous about skating, but seemed a natural once her blades hit the rink. However, Y/N was a little less gracious, nearly falling over the second she stepped into the circle. Thankfully, JJ was there to catch her. “I think you might have to help me,” Y/N laughed. “Considering my kids are too busy being pro-skaters.”

“I won’t let you fall,” she laughed. “And if you do, I promise to make sure you’re okay before giggling.”

“Fair deal,” Y/N replied with a smile. “So what brings you here on Christmas anyway?”

JJ maneuvered herself so that she was facing Y/N and skating backwards, slowly, but she was doing it. “It’s funny. Henry and Michael said they wanted to try. We’ve never gone before, so I figured why not. But it’s not what we normally do.”

“Same with Noah and Cassie,” Y/N said. “This wasn’t even a thought I could entertain when I was married. Obviously, it’s not my forte, but I want to give them whatever experiences I can. They’ve been denied enough.”

“Wait,” JJ said, turning around to see Henry and Noah snickering with each other. “Your kids asked you to come here? And my kids asked me to come here...”

“Do you think they did it on purpose?”

JJ smirked and turned back toward Y/N. “Yea, I do.”

Y/N blushed. Had her kids seen something in her she hadn’t voiced out loud? Over the course of the year, she’d started to develop some slight feelings for JJ, but she hadn’t thought to entertain them because she didn’t want to involve the kids in another relationship of hers so soon, but maybe...maybe they saw what she felt. “Why would they do that?” She asked. She should play it off. If JJ didn’t feel the same way at all, there was no reason in bringing things up.

“I...I think they are trying to push us together,” she said softly. 

“You do?”

“Yea, Henry’s actually told me that I should ask you out. He thinks I like you.”

“D-Do you?”

JJ nodded. “I didn’t want to say anything because you’ve been through so much these last couple of years. I didn’t want to complicate things.”

As they slowly glided across the ice, Y/N took a sharp breath inward. “I kind of like too...I actually like you. I-I just wasn’t sure if I should get into another relationship of any kind because of the kids, but I think they set this up.” She turned around to look at her kids and saw them high-fiving each other. But when Noah caught her eye, he looked away abruptly. They’d been caught. “They definitely set this up.”

For a few moments, they said nothing to each other. Y/N just leaned into JJ to keep from falling. “Should we...I mean do you want to try seeing where this goes?” JJ asked hesitatingly. There was a hopefulness in her voice that made Y/N’s heart flutter. “We can take it as slow as you need,” she continued. “I don’t want to pressure you or the kids.”

“I’d like that,” Y/N said softly. They skidded back into the wall and stopped; that’s when Y/N leaned in and gently pressed her lips to JJ’s. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Noah and Henry pumping their fists. “And apparently they would too.” She said, smiling at their meddlesome children. 

As the kids passed, JJ and Y/N embraced them. “You four are sneaky, especially you two,” JJ said. 

“What?” Henry exclaimed, shrugging as they continued down the rink. “It’s Christmas!”

@unstoppableangel8​​​ @coveofmemories @iammostdefinitelyonfire26 @jamiemelyn @sexualemobitch @rmmalta @lukeassmanalvez @reddie-for-mileven @original-criminal-fanfics @lookwhatyoumademequeue @rt8815 @amarislestrange @sarahkay-19 @bagelsofdoom @xxfeelmylovexx @psychoticantisepticeye @bitchinprentiss @dsgirl4987 @captainreid @teatimewithtiya @queenanneslace4 @the-awesome-one-with-pigtails @tippy06 @ultrarebelheart @static-001 @remember-me-forever-silent-angel @dependsonthering

Welcome to Camp! Part 1

It was the first day of summer as we see a young hedgehog get ready to leave for her summer camp as she had got dressed in her usual burgundy sweater and her skirt she had been waiting forever to leave her house for the summer and now she will finally get to leave as she rushed down stairs to eat breakfast much to her surprise she seen her parents weren't there just a note saying.

Dear Hedgehog, Sorry something urgent came up at work so we had to come handle it but don't worry we asked  mr.Leroy to take you the docs today just make sure to be prep and dominant break their fucking will with your gaze make sure none try to push you over and don't make friends make business deals and partners as well and since you're gonna be gone for a while I guess try making one friend as well and only one.

P.S. We Acknowledge your feelings with our regards Enjoy your summer honey

                                                                                                                                         Love Mom & Dad.

(Hedgehog POV)

Well at least they left me a note I guess I'll just eat some breakfast before mr.Leroy gets here then

What shall I make tho Pancakes,Waffles,Toast,Eggs,French Toast does sound good. Mann they're all good I know I'll make a bowl of cereal because I don't know how to cook well now where's the bowls again ah hah here we go now for the cereal and it's bland as hell bleeeehh but it's something so let's eat.

8:00 a.m.

Argh where is mr.Leroy the boat leaves in 30 minutes I now I can make it if I run but that's a long way

But I refuse to stay home for another summer let's go....yahhooooo.

8:30a.m.

I made it sorry mr.Le-

*Ring Ring*

*Ring Ring*

*Ring Ring*

H-Hell-

HEDGEHOG WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK IT UP THE FIRST TIME IT HAD RANGED AND ALSO WHY DID MR. LEROY YOU COULD'VE BEEN KIDNAPPED OR SOMETHING.

did she pick up?

Yes!

Oh thank god!

Anyway Hedgehog we just wanted to call you before you left remember wh-

Wha- The Not- Said-

Mom I have to go the boats are coming and plus there's a bunch static for some reason

Oh ok remember make acquaintances and be dominant

Yeah love you too! Mom

I acknowledge your feelings as well hedgehog.

Phone hangs up

As I got on the boat I seen that most kids were with their parents looking around and some were sitting down enjoying the ocean smell.As I looked at the city it looked so small from that distance and I might as well take a good little nap till we get to our destination but I'm still a little curious why summer camp is so far *shrugs shoulders * I'm just glad not to be home this summer.

But before I could close my eyes I seen a flash next thing I know I was knocked out.

(End of Hedgehog's POV)

As the boat was sailing through the sea to the island with all its passengers knocked unconscious as three girls flew on the boat and took control of it making sure everything went according to plan and as they put small tablets in the parents mouth.

???-are you sure this is right I mean won't they want to know their parents and where they came from as well.

???-oh you worry to much besides I already have taken that to mind as soon they get back on the boat. (snicker).

???-oh yeah that snickering is so not suspicious at all

???- uhh guys the boats is in the islands view I think it's time to go now.

???-Alright! That's all of them let's go.Hold on why are their two adult elephants where's their child...hmmm...oh well don't care to much anyway.

And with that they flew to the island getting the preparations completed.

                                                    ————On The boat————

As everybody woke up to the sound of the whistle or horn on the boat telling them there here. As soon as they docked all of the kids ran out onto the beach and as hedgehog was leaving she seen two very concerned elephants looking for their child

?!-Don't worry I'm sure he's just down there with all the others having a good time making new friends that's all.

Sue-I guess.

?!-why don't you go give him his hoodie I'll wait for ya because I know how you two will just be there forever with the goodbyes.

Sue playfully elbows him in the gut.

Sue- Alright I'll be quick.

As The Elephant walked towards one of the counselors.

Oh hello there my name is Susie I'm one of the counselors here

Sue- oh wow my name is Sue! I'm just here to give you my special little guy's hoodie you know this is his first time being far from home try to help with his anxiety if ya can.

Oh what's his name?

Sue-It's Oscar Peltzer!

Oh well thank you then I'll make sure he gets it then have a safe trip back

And as she left and got back on the boat she started to feel light headed and sat down with her husband so as they sailed off her light headness became worse as blood started to come from her nose  and as her husband tried to help her up he started to feel it himself he started to vomit As he looked at the other parents were screaming in pain most of them were wailing in their own blood while from the island view it sounded like they were saying goodbye but they're crying because they know that this will be the last time that they will see their children. As sue got up and said (WE ALL GOTTA LEAVE SOMEDAY ITS ALLRIGHT TO CRY SOMETIM-) more blood is coming out of her nose as starts to lose consciousness she uses the strength to crawl to her husband as they locked their hands and closed their eyes for the final time. Every adult on board has passed away

(Oscar we love you so much enjoy your summer make friends okay!)

As the boat sailed off into the distance the three counselors knew what they had done and agreed to never say anything till the time comes as they transformed back into their witch clothing and as the inhabitants of the island revealed themselves.

Alright babies you thought you were coming to a normal camp you are sorely mistaken this is a magical camp for beings that are magic themselves and though were your counselors don't come crying to me about your dumb little baby problems especially that mommy's little boy.

Susie this speech gets scary every time I hear it don't scare them now

Oh relax they love it. DO YOU WANT TO SEE YOUR CABINS BABIES

YEEEAAAHHH!!!

Told ya!

As she took the kids to their new homes hedgehog stay behind to take it all in that were she is right now and since she calm now she's gonna to her new cabin inside it was a bunch of cool stuff she had a tv, and a bookshelf, her bed was so soft that she felt like she would sleep for two days straight as she started to unpack a small hand grabbed her foot it was transparent monster

-Woaaaahh

Don't be dramatic darling I'm only here to tell that this room is mine and I will not give up easy.

Uh...okay

And just so you know under the bed is my space and only my space if you come under here I will kill you and leave your bones to dry.

Gee I get it you don't have to be a jerk I'll just put my shoes by the door then

That's what I thought

2 hours later

Finally done it took me two hours but I'm finished

Attention all campers since it's the first night of camp we want you all on the beach for a little get together now hurry it up.

Well might as well I need to make some friends my age anyway( i might even get a summertime love.) I can't wait

Oh honey you need too.

Shut up you

As she left her cabin the monster went and read her diary

How dare she I'm gonna read her diary just for that...oh...my I'm just like my father aren't I.

As he looks at one of the accessories they nodded at him

Yur father did not I repeat did not respect secrets at all.

Oh...well at least he was a good man thanks grandma

Yur welcome child

Back to Hedgehog as she got closer she started to see more kids come out of there cabins but she waited and just waved at most of them as she was walking one kid named Max came up to talk with her since they were going to the same place anyway.

Hi I'm max

Oh hi I'm Hedgehog

(He's kinda cute)

Is this your first time coming to a summer camp

*Gasp* How did you know

I have SUUUUUPPPPEERRR PPPOOOWWWEERRRSSS!

She laughed at him as if anyone could have super powers as they got closer to the beach they seen the whole camp all dancing and enjoying their time together even the counselors were getting into it as well I started to run so I can get in there and do the same and the little d.j. Put on a song that caused everyone to go crazy.

I do not own this bitch I'm a fanfic writer Fuck! Enjoy Bitches

33 by Polo G

Yo, ayo

High off ecstasy and that codeine what I'm sippin' (What I'm sippin')

This new Glock got .33, Scottie Pippen (Scottie Pippen)

Bitch, all of my niggas bangin' C's

Like we Crippin' (Like we Crippin')

Girl, you got what I need, what I been missing (What I'm missing)

Let's take that chance, want you to see that I'm different (Oh)

Back then, tryna find myself

I couldn't believe how I was trippin' (Oh)

No neighbors in the mountains, palm trees

That's how I'm living (That's how I'm living)

Every time that I pop out

Bustdown VVs, designer drippin' (Designer drippin')

Bitch, I'm from Chiraq, when it get hot, they bring them TECs out

Better watch your back or you'll be on that corner stretched out

Quick to change a nigga standin' tall with his chest out

And they like headshots, it won't make sense to bring a vest out

Shit be devastatin', you find out your homie checked out

Parents lose control, don't know her daughter havin' sex now

Niggas hatin', I'm gettin' paper, that's what they pressed 'bout

Went down the wrong path, switched it up and chose the best route

I ain't used to have it all, I used to feel left out

'Member I was broke, ain't have a dollar, I was stressed out

Now I'm tryna get richer, like Blast, let's bring the jets out

Bitch, I need like ten bathrooms up in my next house

High off ecstasy and that codeine what I'm sippin'

This new Glock got .33, Scottie Pippen

Bitch, all of my niggas bangin' C's like we Crippin'

Girl, you got what I need, what I been missing

Let's take that chance, want you to see that I'm different

Back then, tryna find myself, I couldn't believe how I was trippin'

No neighbors in the mountains, palm trees, that's how I'm living

Every time that I pop out, bustdown VVs, designer drippin'

Got a baby .40 with a new extended clip inside

For any problem, bitch, it's .22 up in this clip of mine

My peoples lookin' up to me, so no, I can't be victimized

I got so much pent-up anger, I just wish a nigga tried

You gon' die before you blink, yeah, that's gon' be a quick demise

The world be so fucked up, that shit'll have you sick and tired

1 1/2 hour later...

We were all sitting round the camp fire telling stories , making s'mores, and I'm pretty sure the younger ones are probably asleep already it felt right and good this is what I've been missing all my life this is amazing...no exhlirating I've never had so much fun in my life and this is only the first night.

Susie- Alright babies listen up it's getting dark so return to your cabins for the night. Tomorrow you lots will be introducing each other got it.

(All): Awwww c'mon

That's Unfair

Yeah why do we gotta go to bed

It makes no since

Really

*yawn*I guess but still not cool tho.

Ok

Auuugghhhh

Susie- Oh Shut Up!

They all had shut up

Susie- Betsy! Alice! Can you take care of them I have some business to take care of. (Summons her broom)

With that she flew off on her broom with something blue like in her hand as hedgehog wondered what it was she was magically picked up and being taken to her cabin just like everyone else just as she was in front of her cabin the magic poofed away making her fall on her tush.

Hedgehog-Oww that hurt couldn't you be any gentler maybe.

???-hey are you alright.

Hedgehog-huh oh yeah just a little mark but I'll be fine.

???-oh well see ya.

Hedgehog- w-wa..wait I don't know your name

???-oh well I'll tell you tomorrow then but right now I'm very sleepy so yeah uh goodnight.

As the girl left hedgehog just shrugged and went in her cabin to sleep and when she went in she had seen a box and a letter in a envelope it said

Dear Hedgehog,

My apologies I have been informed to tell you this but due to a terrible accident happening at a workplace environment it has taken the lives of your parents. We are terribly sorry please forgive us we understand if you want to sue us once you return you have our regards.

Hedgehog-T..Th..this c-can't...be h-h-appe...nni...nng  please god this has to be a nightmare please just let me  *hic* w..wa..wake..*cough* up...please.

Oh Hedgehog dear I'm so sorry I'll just let you have sometime to grieve honey.

And with that he left and never came back

She wasn't the only one either everyone has gotten one as well but different deaths

Murdered

Suicide

Hit and Run

In A Perfect World

Request: Oh dean and reader. He thinks her and Sam are a thing because they always hang out and have inside jokes. He thinks her and him are friends and there’s no feelings what’s so ever. The djinn sends him in world where they’re married and she just finds out she’s pregnant. It ends smutty because he wants a life with her

Request: Hi! Saw that your request are open and I absolutely adore your writing!! I was wondering if you could possibly do a DeanxReader where she is Bobby’s adoptive daughter, grew up around the boys and hunting. And as she grew up she fell in love with Dean, and he fell in love with her but kept it secret, but they don’t realize it until like after one of them dies or after Sam and Dean have to save her from a Djinn? Smut maybe?

Pairing: Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,200ish

Warnings: implied smut, language

A/N: Combined these requests since they went together so well...

“Sam, come on, I owe you one. Whatever you want, my treat,” you said, walking ahead of him, Dean half asleep on the couch.

“Want to go see that horror movie?” asked Sam. You spun around and whacked him. “That thing with Chris Pratt instead?”

“Now you’re talking,” you said, plopping down on the couch, jolting Dean awake. “Where’s my dad?”

“Bobby’s out on a hunt. Back in a few days,” said Dean with a stretch.

“He’s supposed to tell me when he does that,” you said, Sam raiding your fridge for a couple beers, handing one off to you.

“You’re also not a twelve year old kid anymore, Y/N. You don’t have to worry about him so much,” said Dean.

“Yeah, cause the man who cared for me and raised me and is my second father means nothing to me,” you said, hopping up and rolling your eyes. “Besides, we had something important to tell him.”

“We did?” asked Dean, looking between the two of you.

“Well, Sam and I were going to. The moving in thing. I didn’t think he’d have a problem with it but I wanted to tell him before he comes home to find I’ve cleared out,” you said.

“How about we pack up some stuff, Dean can take that back and I’ll hang around with you a few days, drive down in your car with the rest then after you say bye,” said Sam.

“You’re moving in,” said Dean with a slow head nod to himself. “Why do I have to leave right away?”

“You don’t just, ya know, Dean Winchester with a couple days to himself, go do who he wants? Figured you might enjoy the alone time is all. Sam and I will just be packing up the smaller stuff mostly, goofing around,” you said, shrugging at him.

“I can help,” he said. “Unless you’d rather I not.”

“More hands, the faster it gets done.”

 You’d been at the bunker a few weeks, settling into a good rhythm there with the guys. You had a sneaking suspicion Sam asked you to move without talking to Dean about it but neither of them brought it up.

One day you stretched in bed, rolling over and hitting something solid. You didn’t remember bringing anyone home but then again, last night was a blur.

“Morning sunshine,” said a gruff voice that made your eyes fly open. “Somebody’s full of energy today.”

“Dean, what are you doing in here?” you asked, hoping and praying that you didn’t sleep with him, not when you couldn’t remember it.

“I was saying good morning to my smokin’ hot wife. You feel alright? Your face is flush,” he said, feeling your forehead with eyes that seemed to pout. “Take it easy today, you look a little off.”

“Okay?” you asked, squinting at him as he got out of bed, looking around to find you were in Dean’s room, some of your belongings scattered about. “We’re married?”

“Two years next week,” he said with a big smile. “Pancakes or waffles this morning honey?”

“Waffles are fine,” you said, watching him disappear out the door, your mind spinning. This was just weird. I mean, it was everything you ever wanted with Dean and more but you would liked to have remembered how you two got there in the first place. Maybe you hit your head, had some amnesia thing going on. Or you were nuts. That was probably more likely.

You got out of bed, touching and poking everything you could, Dean giving you the stink eye when you finally came into the kitchen.

“You’re weirder than normal today,” said Sam, the same looking but off almost. “Are you guys pregnant?”

“I don��t think so,” said Dean. “Mother Nature was visiting a couple days ago.”

“What’s going on? Am I cursed?” you asked, Sam and Dean shaking their heads at one another. “I’m not married to Dean.”

“I told you your anniversary isn’t next week,” said Sam, receiving a whack from Dean for it.

“Yes it is! Y/N, take a seat, you’re freaking me out,” said Dean. You looked him over, really looked at him and saw the worry was gone from his face, that weight off his shoulders. It was all a little too perfect.

“No, we were on a hunt yesterday and…and…we were on a hunt. It was a…gah, what was it? A ghoul? Or a djin? Yeah that was…” you trailed off, the little picture in front of you starting to crack. Dean told you the story of their first djin case and about fifteen seconds later, you were waking up on the ground, Dean groaning next to you as Sam was freaking out.

“Alright, see Dean? She’s back, you’re both okay,” said Sam, Dean looking how you felt. It’d got the drop on both of you from the looks of it. It was a day later before you were home and Sam could tell how shook up the both of you were. He went to go get your favorite takeout and Dean’s pie from that place on the other side of town, leaving you to yourselves.

“Hey, your bra got stuck in my shirt again,” he said, paddling over to your room to return it. You sighed and he tossed it in a chair before falling down on your bed. “Yeah, I feel crappy too.”

“Want to talk about it?” you asked, Dean raising an eyebrow. “What if we talk about it at the same time, get it off our chests, appease Sammy.”

“Fine,” said Dean, giving you a glance, taking a big breath.

“We were married,” you blurred out, the echo in the room surprising you. “What?”

“We were married. You’d found out that morning that you were pregnant,” he said, keeping his gaze on you. “Did you say we were married too?”

“Yeah. You were just…a cute husband I guess, joking about kids and stuff,” you said.

“This is where one of us should say something like they don’t mean it, right,” said Dean, sitting up and moving closer to you.

“What if we do mean it though,” you said. Dean nodded in agreement before planting a harsh kiss on you.

“The real thing is so much better,” he said, you hand finding the back of his neck, pulling him in for more.

“I want to try this,” you said, brushing your lips over his. He was taking off his shirt then, moving to undress, like if he didn’t touch you this second he’d explode. “I want to try that for sure.”

“Let’s try then, really try,” said Dean, helping to undress until his hands were everywhere, touching everything, pulling small gasps and moans until you were shaking from it, collapsing on top of him.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said, running a hand up and down your bare back, easing you down from your high.

“We got to get dressed before Sam walks in on us,” you said, Dean tensing up under you. “In a minute though. I want to stay like this for a little while.”

“Good,” said Dean, relaxing and kissing your shoulder. “I’ve been wanting to do this with you for a very long time.”

“Do what?” you asked.

“Everything.”

@anokhi07 @xxwinchester-22xx @charliebradbury1104 @everyday-supernatural-af @squirels-angels-and-moose @youwerelikeadream @drugpug@darkx143 @kristaparadowski @tom-is-in-my-tardis @tanithlowisabamf@smoothdogsgirl @dancingalone21 @ktrivia @demonic-meatball @feelmyroarrrr @cojootromuelle @gallifreyansass @fangirl1802 @casgetoutofmydiddlydarnass@mogaruke @secretlyfurrydragon @perpetualabsurdity @ria132love@heycassbutt-67 @aingealcethlenn @docharleythegeekqueen @missmotherhen@smacklesandstretch67 @ceeceewinchester

@tumblinwith-me @xfanqirlinq @heaven-is-aplaceonearthwithyou @hey-um-misha @bennyh @imissyoualittlemoreeveryday @lovelife-tothefullest @under-general-asthetics @tardis-full-of-fallen-angels @missdestiel67 @evyiione@jensenackesl @xxxdevine-demonsxxx @ayeeitsemry @mac5323 @atc74@captainemwinchester @lemonadegazeelle @nanie5 @idalinette @quiddy-writes @sassyspn67 @pureawesomeness001 @poukothenerd @af112992@mickey-m399 @spn-dean-and-sam-winchester @mrswhozeewhatsis @upon-a-girl @amazinntay @akshi8278 @baconlover001 @flufy07@jayankles@alilianamendez @batmanprincesskitten @uniquewerewolfsuit @whit85-blog @spn-ficfanatic

@zeusmyster @maddieburcham1 @moonstar86 @kathaswings @my-blogging-skills-are-rusty @arryn-nyxx @milo-winchester-4ever

@acreativelydifferentlove  @bellastellaluna  @maximoffangel-girl @leather-moccasin-hero

Meet Emily Varee Dean!!!

Today I am proud to introduce you to someone who happens to be somewhat related to me. Please let me introduce you to my second cousin's husband's sister... Mrs. Emily Vareé Dean!!! This talented 19-year-old not only acts, sings, and models but also just happened to start her own company called Verity Vareé. I never would have found out about Emily if it wasn't for my second cousin Hilary posting some of her modeling pics on Facebook. I came across them and was just stunned by Em's curly hair, Cara Delevingne-like eyebrow's, and soulful voice from her band (Emy & Ethan) that I knew I had to become in contact with her and hear more about her story and adventures. Although I haven't actually gotten to meet her yet since she lives in Berryville, VA (I could of if I had known about her at the time of my second cousin's wedding) I hope to meet this beautiful chic someday. Her energy and perseverance that she puts into everything she does really inspire me to keep going on my worst days. To learn more about Emily, please check her out on Facebook, Instagram, Emy & Ethan's website, or Verity Vareé's website.

People Who Inspire You: My husband, my buddy, Kara, my family.

Favorite Model: I don't actually follow models, or have a favorite!

Favorite Musicians: Esperanza Spalding, Gladys Knight, John Mark McMillan, Adele.

Favorite Movies: You've Got Mail, Julie & Julia, Leap Year, Hook, Finding Neverland.

Favorite Actors: Meryl Streep, Cate Blanchett, Jessica Chastain.

Favorite Books: Love Walked In, cookbooks, Fancy Nancy series, The Penderwicks.

Favorite Color: Purple.

Favorite Holiday: Christmas.

Mac or PC: Mac.

Twitter or Facebook: Ehh...Instagram!

Blackberry or iPhone: iPhone.

Chocolate or Vanilla: Can I have both?

Winter or Summer: I can't choose!

Pancakes or Waffles: Waffles.

Math or Science: Science.

Past, Present, or Future: Present.

How did you get your start in the entertainment industry? What came first: the modeling, acting, or singing?

I was acting and singing in a professional realm before modeling, but I started when I was probably about 10 through a home school co-op, then just kept acting locally until I realized it was something I wanted to do professionally. My dad sang at home all the time, often the same songs over and over, but he had such a rich, soulful voice that I wanted to sing, too. That's where that started. I began professionally modeling, acting, and singing through a talent search conference called SHINE, through AMTC and received a lot of callbacks and many leads that began my journey acting, singing, and modeling professionally with my mom as my manager!

You recently announced on social media that you are pregnant. First of all, congrats!!! How do you think your career will change after you have your baby? Will you still be modeling, acting, and singing in between changing diapers? Or will you just be a stay at home mom?

Thank you! I have planned to keep acting, modeling, and singing professionally. I think definitely acting and modeling will go on hold for a while before I am full-time, but I can keep singing and booking shows with my husband since our band is just us, Emy & Ethan. A lot of my time will probably be spent pursuing my new company, Verity Vareé, where I'll be helping other women tell their stories and be the model for a day! God has conveniently given me a new passion and desire for my company which I can keep up with a baby strapped to me and run out of my own home.

If you weren’t in the entertainment industry, what do you think you would be doing for a living and why?

I'd probably be a writer and a baker, running a freelance baked goods business and writing every chance I had. I love to write. I love to bake. I love to think. I love people. I love moving and doing things with my hands.

What does a normal day in your life look like now?

Hmm... a normal day is get up, make breakfast for my husband, hug him every chance I get before he leaves for work. Then I'll make myself a coffee and get an apple or bowl of granola, sit down to read my bible and something inspiring me at the moment (a magazine, an article, a letter from a friend), then journal and write my to-do list for the day. Then I'll probably get to a local coffee shop to work on Verity Vareé and plan/start styling for our upcoming photoshoot. Somewhere in the day I usually have a meeting or an interview either at my house, by phone, or via Skype. Then in the evening, I spend as much time as possible with my husband, go for a walk, watch a movie, go up in the recording studio together, keep working side by side, make dinner together, etc. That's a fairly normal day, but it's really truly different every time depending on what is scheduled!!!

Of all the modeling (and acting) shows and shoots you’ve done, have you ever gotten to keep any of the items from the events? If so, what? If not, what is something that you would love to steal from one of those events?

Yes! Actually, I recently did a commercial where I had to hurtle over a horse jump and ripped my pants! So, the crew bought me new skinny jeans that I got to keep. I also got to keep a really cute fisherman's sweater from H&M from that commercial shoot. (: Honestly, I'd never want to keep anything from the professional shoots or runways because it's all so expensive I probably wouldn't wear it, or would feel guilty and nervous if I did! There was one time a long time ago when I first started modeling that I got to wear a little Grecian dress that I would have loved to just walk away with.

You recently created a company called Verity Vareé, which is about revealing the truth about beauty through your story. Please tell us more about that. Why did you decide to create it? Was it inspired by own events in your personal life, since I’m sure just like any girl, has felt “ugly” at some point in their life? How did you come up with the name of your company?

Verity Vareé is the culmination of everything I have ever dreamed of. It is a tool to show women their value and worth, an opportunity to speak truth into a world wrought with misconceptions and false standards. It was very much inspired by personal events. When I began modeling professionally I was bombarded with standards and regulations that I could never live up to. Even at the thinnest, I'd ever been I was still "too big" for the top agencies I'd interviewed with. I don't blame the agencies solely for that, but I can see a clear line between my insecurities and the things I was told by the acting and modeling world. In that environment, I was forced to decide whether to live in misery, with some days feeling pretty enough and most days feeling far below the standard of beauty, or to reach for something higher, something true, something I knew was there but wasn't quite sure how to identify. Beauty. Real beauty. What is it? I began to search the bible for the true words God speaks on beauty and the results were almost too good to be true. Modeling went from a scary, intimidating career path, to a personal mission. I started looking at modeling as an opportunity to spread the truth about beauty and have used it as a platform for truth ever since. Verity means "truth" and Vareé (my middle name) means "to strike." Verity Vareé aims to "strike the truth" about beauty in a cunning, beautiful, inspiring way.

We are taking everyday women and giving them two photoshoots and an interview, with the purpose of telling their story in a beautiful, unique way. The first photoshoot is a no-makeup, no styling series of photos showing that woman in her natural, unaltered form. The second photoshoot or "dream shoot" is that woman's ideal photoshoot, showing off her unique style and personality. Each woman will work with a team of stylists, makeup artists, and a photographer to properly express their vision through the photoshoot.

Our goal is to empower women to live in the truth that their internal and external (physical) beauty is a gift.

Through "revealing" their story and personality in the interview with our founder/director (Emily Dean), then going through the photoshoot process with a team of creative artists we hope to encourage women to identify their beauty as something to be cherished, enjoyed, and taken care of. We also encourage women to live their life story with vibrancy and authenticity. These "reveals" (stories) of each woman will be posted publicly on our website, intermitted with articles addressing beauty and relevant topics to our day.

Out of all the crazy things you’ve gotten to do in your career, is there anything in particular that stands out? If so, what? If not, what is something you would like to accomplish in the next year or so?

One of the coolest things I've ever done was walk into a store with several other models and our agent, while he just grabbed clothes off the racks and gave them to us then told us, "just go up to the cash register, they'll know what to do." We walked up and handed them our clothes and they just put them in bags and handed them to us. Sometimes companies will work out a deal with an agency and just give the clothes back after a runway show or only keep some of them, etc. It was just a really cool, weird experience! Another time I got to meet a world-famous photographer in a private meeting. That was pretty incredible. I still to this day am not sure why he wanted to talk to me, but my mom and I both went and received some pretty incredible and amazingly encouraging advice. That was amazing...

If you could only choose to do one thing (acting, singing, or modeling) to do for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?

I think I would choose acting because you can keep modeling in the acting world and you can keep singing in the acting world. We used to have singers, actors, and models, who in those days, couldn't be a one-trick pony, so they had to do it all themselves. So, I'd choose acting because you can keep doing all of it!

What do you like to do in your free time, outside of all of your work?

Bake, spend time with my family and write letters to people.

What are 5 things that you could tell us that most people don’t know about you?

1. I am the only girl out of 5 brothers.

2. I never wanted to be a model, it was an opportunity God gave me and I try hard to use to His glory.

3. I make really, really ugly faces. Like, UGLY, you-won't-sleep-tonight faces. My brother and I used to stare in the mirror for hrs. to practice...I guess it was worth it! I can literally look like the Grinch.

4. I was a dancer for the first part of my life and wanted to join the Russian ballet.

5. I want to have as many kids as scientifically possible.

6. I am pretty bad at math.

Anything else you would like to share with my lovely followers?

I love Swedish fish, watermelon, coffee, and glitter!!! I aspire to be a fat, jolly, sweet-cheeked grandma to many grandchildren!

Wolf Cuddles And Breakfasts Buffets Cure Nightmares

Also on AO3

Theme: Comfort

First entry to Sterek Bingo 2017! So excited that this event is finally here! It seemed like it took forever for it to come...and it’ll feel like it went by all to fast. I can feel it ;_; Oh well. It will be amazing while it lasts!

“No. No no no no...please...”

The bandaged man chuckled, his row of rotted, silver fangs dripping with excited saliva. He stood in his hunched stance, watching with jerky movements as Stiles fought himself from going forward. Forward to the electric box. He didn't know what the bastard wanted. Or why he was in control of his body. Or why he even saw him!

No...that was a lie.

He knew what and who the man was.

Knew what he was trying to make Stiles do.

“Please...I don't want to...” he sobbed, folding in on himself with the bag full of tools against his chest.

The bandaged man chuckled again, low and garbled. “But you must, Stiles. It will help you. Why won't you trust us? This is helping you.”

Stiles trembled, feeling his body starting to betraying him. “This will hurt people!”

“But they hurt you first. We are trying to help you show them a lesson.”

“People die from electrocution!”

“Stiles...”

The way that man said his name, like it was pleasurable candy on the tongue, chilled him to the bone. The shuffling of those heavy boots caused him to choke on his ragged breath. That face in front of his...oh god...oh god, help him...

“You will do as we ask, Stiles. For you see...you are us, and we are you. And we are in control. Not you.”

“That doesn't make any fucking sense!”

The man screamed in his face. Loud, echoing, inhuman. Stiles dropped to his knees, crying out and weeping uncontrollably. Make it stop. Just...make it stop. Wake up. WAKE UP!

Breathing was rough in his ear. He whimpered, closing his eyes tight and shaking, The breathing got closer and closer. Until...

The licking woke him up in a confused jolt. He laid there, blinking blearily as the licks continued. A whining replaced them – high pitched and worried.

Stiles rubbed his hands down his face, sighing. “I'm okay, Der. Just a nightmare.”

The snorting sound told him that his husband didn't believe that in the slightest. So did the resuming of the wolfy licks. Stiles sputtered, the wolf tongue sometimes going where it shouldn't.

“Gak! Derek! Stop! I'm fine! I'm okay! Blegh! Stop! I don't like wolf tongue in my mouth!”

Derek stopped again, his wet nose poking at Stiles' chest. He made a rumbling sound shortly after, resembling laughter. Or what could be laughter in this form. It was a welcoming sound, despite the teasing tone of it. Stiles shoved the massive, black, fluffy wolf off of him, huffing and pouting as the wolf rumble laughed again.

This always happened when he had a nightmare.

The first time was terrifying – Derek absolutely clueless on what to do. All he found himself able to do was hold Stiles as he tried to soothe him the best he could. The second time was worse. A nightmare Stiles had to scream himself awake from.

However, after reading up on and seeing a commercial about service dogs, Derek began to shift into his wolf form whenever he felt or heard Stiles having a nightmare. He'd then lick him awake, and stayed as a wolf all night. When it was morning, he'd make a heaping stack of waffles for them and cuddle Stiles for the entire day. If Stiles had to be at work that day, Derek would call his husband's work place and inform them that Stiles would not be coming in. That he was unwell.

The guy was a bit ridiculous at times.

Then again...when Derek had a nightmare, more specifically one about the fire, Stiles would pull him into his chest and let Derek scent his throat as long as he could stay awake. This was so that when Derek woke up later, he would wake to the smell of his husband rather than phantom smoke. If Derek was having trouble sleeping, they would stay up and talk for a while. Or, well, Stiles would talk until Derek had finally dozed off. Sometimes, Stiles would hum or sing him a lullaby. In the morning, he'd make a huge buffet of breakfast goodies and call into work so he could give his hubby all the love and attention he needed.

Okay...so they were both ridiculous.

Sue them for understanding what worked for the other to beat their demons.

Derek yawned wide, tongue rolling out and back in within a few seconds. It was cute. Made Stiles chuckle and scratch at the wolfy ears. The wolf huffed, seemingly rolling his eyes as he plopped his upper half down on Stiles' chest. Stiles oofed. Loudly. Which brought out a whine from the giant ass puppy.

“I'm good. Just lemme scratch your ears till I pass out. That'll make up for you almost crushing me to death.”

Derek grunted, looking utterly unimpressed. Nonetheless, he allowed his ears to be scratched.

Like always.

Stiles had no idea when he eventually fell asleep. Just knew that when he woke up, the covers were down at his feet. And his shirt had rode all the way up to his armpits. And his sweats were trying to vacate his hips. And the heavenly smell of bacon sneaking through the crack of the door.

Odd. Derek didn't make bacon the morning after a nightmare.

Not that he was complaining! It was just...out of routine.

He rolled out of bed, making sure to adjust his clothing just a smidgen, before wandering out of the room. The smell of bacon smacked him right in the face. Nearly made him fall back into the bedroom! But he persisted, making his way into the kitchen. And, huh. That was...a whole lot more than bacon that Derek was adding to the routine.

It was quite the impressive spread. There were waffles, pancakes, sausage, eggs, bagels, honeydew, cantaloupe, pineapple, strawberries, fried chicken tenders, and the bacon was currently in the process of being cooked. Syrup, peanut butter, powdered sugar, and regular butter were set out as well. It was like the buffet kind of deal Stiles did for Derek's nightmares. With the exception that it was a bit smaller.

“Morning, Mischief.”

He shuddered at the nickname, eyes wandering upon the triskele tattoo.

Ever since his dad mentioned, at their wedding no less, the little nickname  he used to go by before Stiles became a thing, Derek took every opportunity to use it. 'Course...the guy could say his birth name like it was second nature and used it at every opportunity as well. But those opportunities were for more...special occasions.

Anywho...

Breakfast. Not just waffles. Routine broken.

“Mornin', big bad. Um...what's with the big breakfast?”

Derek shrugged, continuing to attend with the bacon.

Oh no. Nuh-uh. None of that! Stiles pressed himself against Derek's back, hands sinking into the pockets of the wolf's sweats. He set his chin on his shoulder, blowing air against his ear. On cue, Derek shivered. Groaned a little, too.

“Why are you making a huge breakfast? You usually make just waffles after my nightmares.”

He could see Derek gnawing at his lip, as if he was scared to get into trouble. This made Stiles perk with worry. He clung to his spouse, nosing at the neck.

“Derek? What is it? You can tell me.”

It took more nosing at the neck, and a few kisses, before Derek exhaled shakily and bowed his head. As if he had been caught with a hand in the cookie jar. Was adorable! Yet still concerning.

“You dreamed of the nogitsune. I heard you say that riddle over and over again...”

Stiles tensed. The riddle. The very one tattooed on his right arm as a reminder. Because the remnants of the mock Lichtenberg figure wasn't enough. Nor the nightmares. At first, Derek was wary of the idea when Stiles told him, but he relented when it was promised that a triskele on the left wrist would be the next tattoo. 

(Which was followed by an ancient Viking compass rune just above the triskele. And the vow to never put himself through all that torture again.)

“You make me a big breakfast when I dream of the fire...” Derek muttered shyly.

Stiles snorted, poking at his cheek. “I make a big breakfast regardless of what nightmare you have.”

Derek grunted, bumping back with his shoulder. “I just wanted to make you your favorite breakfast things. I know how you are after a nightmare with the nogitsune. Especially one that makes you say the riddle. You may not realize it but...you're quiet and a little withdrawn.  It starts out normal, but after breakfast...” He sighed, sagging a little. “I just wanted to make you happy. Treat you. Like you do for me.”

It couldn't be helped. Stiles cooed fondly and kissed the wolf's cheek.

Which, in turn, made Derek's ears go pink.

“You know something? This does make me happy. And, well, if you really wanna treat me...I have a wonderful suggestion. You. Me. Bath tub. With that glittery bath bomb I bought the other day. The one that smells like cotton candy.”

Derek chuckled, turning his head and kissing each of Stiles' eyelids. “Sounds great. We can do that after breakfast.”

“See? I knew you wanted to try that bath bomb as much as I do.”

An eye roll. (Was fond, mind you.) “Shut up.”

~+~

Breakfast was great. Lots of laughter and playing footsies under the table.

Glitter all over the tub and them was worth it. Even if Derek griped about it.

Cuddling on the couch, doing their own commentary for a variety of TV shows was fun as hell.

And when Derek had a nightmare a few weeks later, waking up wracked with sobs, Stiles returned the favor tenfold. Which included not only another bath bomb, but an immaculate flower crown that Stiles made himself.

(Okay, he didn't make it. It was fake flowers. Store bought. But it was the thought that count! Right?)