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I made it | Jack Hughes
Summary: Jack was Lucy’s first love, they dated in high school but broke up when Jack left for the NHL. After a long debate with a certain older Hughes brother, Lucy decided to invite Jack to her broadway debut, but she didn’t expect him to actually show up.
Warnings: cussing
Notes: well I know I said I would work on the Cole story but I’m kinda stuck rn and this idea came to me. It’s a little shorter than I hoped but I think this one may be my favorite. Also italics means it’s a flash back
Lucy doesn’t even know what she’s doing. She just got the news that she landed her dream role as Elphaba on broadway. Her high school dream just in arms reach. Her thumb floats over his caller id.
Jacky💕
She never had the heart to delete his contact. Not even the guts to change his name. Despite him breaking her heart, he was the one who supported her dreams the most.
It was opening night of her Senior musical. The school musical was Shrek and Lucy was playing Fiona. She kept looking in the crowd, hoping to see a glimpse of her parents, but every time she looked she slowly lost hope. But that dread was quickly replaced with joy as she saw her boyfriend and his family take their seats in the front row. Ellen and Jim were dressed up nice, Jack was dressed nice as well, but his hair definitely shows that he just got out of the shower after practice. Luke on the other hand, let’s just say Lucy was just happy he was there.
At the end of the performance, as she took her bow, Jack was cheering for her so loud that you would have thought he was at a sporting event. Lucy couldn’t help, but blush. Well as much blushing she can do under her green face paint.
Once the curtains close, Lucy rushes out of her costume to see Jack as soon as possible. When she leaves the theater room, she is greeted by Jack holding a bouquet of sunflowers, her favorite flowers.
“You came!!” She pulls Jack into a hug who quickly saved the flowers from being smushed by raising them above his head. He laughs at her excitement.
“Of course I made it.” He kisses her forehead before looking in her eyes, “I’m your number one fan.”
She couldn’t bring herself to call him, but part of her knew she needed to tell someone from that time of her life.
“Hello, who is this?” Of course he didn’t have her number saved.
“This was a bad idea, I shouldn’t have called.” She goes to hang up, but luckily, Quinn recognizes her voice.
“Lucy?! What’s wrong?” She takes a deep breath, before talking to Quinn.
“I’m sorry to bother you Quinn, I just need to tell someone , but I couldn’t bring myself to call him, not after how we left things off.” Lucy holds in her tears.
“Hey you may not be with him anymore, but you are still like a little sister to me.” Quinn’s words brought comfort to Lucy, calming her down. “You can always talk to me.”
One last deep breath, Lucy lets it all go. “Quinn, I’m going to be on broadway.”
“Wait for real!? This is amazing Lulu.”She smiles at the use of the nickname she hasn’t heard for a long time. “What date is opening night, I’ll totally buy a ticket to see it.”
“March 6th, but I already checked your schedule, and you are busy Mr. Captain.” Since this was the first time she talked to Quinn since the break up, it’s the first time she has called him captain. “But it would be knowing someone in the crowd was there for me, besides my brother.”
“You know someone who doesn’t play that day and would drop anything to see you.” She knows exact who she’s talking about.
“No Quinn, I doubt Jack wants to see me after 5 years. He has better things to do.” She still can’t believe it has been this long. “He was the one who broke up with me remember?”
“He misses you Lulu.” She shakes her head in disbelief. She’s seen Jack’s public life, he’s dated other girls, he’s out partying with his friends on the off season, and most importantly he is being successful in the NHL. “You have no idea how many time I’ve been on phone with Jack basically having this exact conversation. Every important game he calls me asking if he should invite you. I always tell him yes, but evidently he never goes through with it.”
“I’ve actually been to a few games believe it or not, last game I went to was the infamous Hughes bowl.” She couldn’t afford the lower bowl seats, but even in the nose bleeds she was supporting Jack, the Hughes brothers.
“Never let Jack know that, he’ll get so upset that you paid to watch him play. Knowing him he would try and figure out how much you spent in total, then would pay you back.” She laughs knowing that would exactly what Jack would do.
“He would also get mad if he knew I bought my own jersey.” She looks over in her closet and sees her number 86 Devils jersey that almost taunts her. “I wear it every game day.”
The two are silent for a little bit before Quinn speaks up. “What if I buy Jack a ticket and send it to him. I won’t tell him about this conversation. He can decide for himself if he goes or not but I can guarantee once he sees that you are performing, he will drop everything to see you.”
“I can’t tell you what to do with your money Quinn , but I can ask that you don’t waste your money.”
“How about this, we make a bet, the Lucy I remember always loved a good bet,” Lucy was very competitive in high school (she still is competitive but she would never tell anyone about that) “If Jack goes, you have to give him another chance . If he doesn’t go, I will never bother you about Jack again.”
“You know what you have a deal.” After making the deal, the two stay on the phone catching up for an hour. They talk about how the team is doing, how Ellen and Jim are and how much they also miss Lucy. They also talked about how Lucy got the role. Overall, Lucy was just glad to talk to one of the Hughes again.
During his lunch time the next day, Jack got a text from Quinn.
Qball- Don’t fuck it up this time.
There was a link attached. So out of curiosity, Jack opened the link and saw it was a ticket to see Wicked on broadway. He immediately send Quinn a text back questioning what he means.
Qball- Look up the cast idiot.
Jack looks up the cast after he rolls his eyes at his brother. But when he saw Lucy’s name in big letter next to Elphaba, his heart feels like it stopped.
Qball- she wants you to go, but was too scared to ask you herself.
Jack😎- It’s been so long, what would I even say to her when I saw her?
Qball- the truth. You love her Jack and I can’t guarantee she feels the same but she does deserve the closure you never gave her.
Jack😎- after all this time maybe it’s best if I just left her alone.
Qball- I can’t make you go but if you don’t please at least give the ticket to Luke or even mom. Lucy deserves to have someone there to support her.
Jack😎- I’ll think about it, but thanks for letting me know.
Jack let’s put a groan and puts his head down trying to think.
“What’s up with him?” Jack forgot that he was with his team mates but he quite frankly didn’t care. Not even as Luke grabs his phone.
“Oh shit is this for real.” Jack groans again. “Damn dude Lucy looks hot as fuck.”
Jack’s head shoots up and he glares at Luke.
“What, on the cast list there’s a link to her Instagram. And I’m just stating facts look.” Luke hands Jack back his phone and he sees that Luke was right. Lucy had gotten rid of her braces and glasses which he also found adorable, but there was something about her matured look that made Jack awe struck.
“Who’s Lucy?” Nico asks looking over Jack’s shoulder.
“Jack’s high school sweetheart.” Luke says looking Lucy up on Instagram on his own phone. “Jack was an asshole and dumped her when he got drafted. He legit dumped her over text.”
“That was 5 years ago asshole.” Jack mutters
“She’s really talented.” Jack was playing a clip that she posted of her singing and everyone could hear it. “You really fumbled the bag dude.”
“You think she’s single?” John says while Luke showed him pictures of Lucy. “If so you think you could put in a good word for me?”
“Fuck off.” Jack feels himself getting angry but he doesn’t understand why, Lucy was no longer his, and he lost his right to get over protective of her years ago. He storms off out of the living room out to his room m. Luke follows him.
“Come on Jack, you have no right to be upset.” Jack knows Luke is right but he pouts anyways. “So what are you going to do about that ticket?”
“Maybe mom should go, you know how much she misses Lucy.” Jack says looking at a photo that Lucy posted for her birthday. It was a picture of her in high school laughing. Jack was cropped out of the photo but he can still picture the memory in his head.
“Did you not read what Quinn said?” Luk sits down next to Jack. “She wants you there Jack. She wants your support. Don’t you at least think she deserves that?”
“I do support her and she deserves all the support in the world, but she also deserves better than me.” Jack hold back his tears in front of his brother. “I remember the text her brother sent me. The day I broke up with her, I blocked her so I couldn’t see her response. A hour later, Carson texted me telling me that I would never find anyone better than Lucy and that I would have to watch in regret as his big sister became a star. Harshest words I’ve ever heard from an 11 year old.”
Both brothers laugh as the remember Carson, who actually looked up to Jack until the break up. Luke remembers being told to fuck off by the 11 year old, when he tried reaching out to Lucy after the break up.
“I thought in that moment, he was right. I still think he is right, I don’t deserve to walk back into her life now that it’s more convenient for me.” Jack looks at his desk where he keeps a picture of Lucy and his family after her first musical during their freshmen year.
“Yeah maybe you don’t deserve her after what you did, but there is no denying the love you two shared.”Luke puts his hand on Jack’s shoulder before continuing, “I’m not the best at advice so I’m just going to repeat what Quinn said that she deserves closure.”
“I just want her to be happy, Luke.” Jack cries as Luke holds his older brother.
A few months later and a lot of hard work, it was finally time for opening night. After hours in the makeup chair, Lucy was as ready as she’ll ever be.
As she is waiting to go on she can’t help, but think of Jack.
The two were sitting in Jack’s room as they often did. As long as they had the door open per Ellen’s request. They were watching a movie on Jack’s computer as the cuddled under the sheets.Lucy was able to convince Jack to watch Wizard of oz.
“So you are telling me there is a musical where the pink witch and the evil witch are best friends and it’s about how the evil witch becomes evil?”
“Yes and it’s considered to be one of the greatest musicals of all times.” Lucy turns and faces Jack, “One day, I’ll be that evil witch. Although her name is Elphaba.”
“And I’ll be in the crowd cheering you on.” Jack smiles before kissing her cheek, “plus you’ll be the hottest green chick ever.”
Lucy laughs to herself before it’s show time. She seriously doubted Quinn’s plan, but she wasn’t going to let Jack’s absence ruin her night. Because at the end of the day, her little brother was there and that’s all she needed.
Speaking of Carson, he was sat in the orchestra seating, Lucy wanted to get him front row seats but he knew how die hard wicked fans are so he said he was fine where ever he sat as long as he could see her. Carson also brought his girlfriend who just like Lucy was into Musical theatre. Lucy never told Carson this, but his relationship reminded her so much of hers and Jack’s relationship at their age.
Carson and his girlfriend, Macy, were quietly talking during the intermission when Carson realized who was sat a seat away from Macy.
Jack Hughes.
Carson got silent and Macy noticed as well. Of course Macy knew who Jack Hughes was and she also knew about the ‘asshole nhl player the broke Lucy’s heart.’ And with Jack’s appearance tonight and Carson’s reaction, the girl put one and one together. She grabs onto Carson’s hand to comfort him before the house lights dimmed signaling the end of the intermission.
At the end of the performance, it was time for final bows. When it’s Lucy’s turn to bow the crowd and cast all go wild in applause. Lucy looks for her brother and Macy in the crowd but gasps when she locks eyes with Jack Hughes.
Jack is standing up while he cheers her on. She sees Carson who is three seats away. Carson glares at Jack while cheering on Lucy and she hide her laughter at the sight .
When the curtains close and Lucy’s costars all ambush her in hugs, Macy prepares for the worse. Carson goes over to Jack who hasn’t noticed him yet.
“Car don’t do anything stupid.” Carson just ignores her and he taps on Jacks shoulder.
Carson looks very different from what he did when he was 11. He now had a mullet and an eyebrow piercing (one that his friend did in his garage one day much to Lucy’s disapproval). But he was also now 6’0 and had a scarier demeanor. Honestly Jack was only able to recognize him from a photo Lucy had posted on her instagram. Jack goes to say something but Carson holds his hand up.
“Save it, as much as I never wanted to see you ever again, she wants you here so I respect that you came.” Carson softly grabs Macy’s hand, “we are going to the stage exit to go meet up with her. She takes 20 minutes to get out of all her makeup and costume. If you finally want to act like a man and treat my sister like she deserves you are welcome to join us, but if you are only here cause your latest one night stand stood you up or something like that, don’t waste her time and go back to Jersey.”
Jack is stunned as Carson and Macy walk away, but he quickly regains his composure and follows after them. While waiting outside, Jack watches the couple interact. He sees grumpy Carson and his happy girlfriend who is trying to calm him down. He smiles as he remembers how grumpy he got after a bad practice or a bad game and how Lucy would cheer him up.
Actors and actresses leave one by one until it’s time for Lucy. She is radiant as she greets fans and signs playbills. At the end of the group of fans was where Carson ,Macy and Jack stood. When she finally gets to Jack she couldn’t look away.
Carson pulls her out of her trance by hugging her. Macy joins making it a group hug. The teens hold on for a second before letting Lucy go.
“You did amazing out there.” Macy was always star struck at Lucy’s talents, reminiscent of how Carson idolized Jack.
“We are going to head home, I’ll drive your car.” Carson says grabbing Lucy’s car key. He then looks at Jack and then back at Lucy, “Don’t do anything stupid, but also don’t be afraid to give him another chance. I hate to say this, but I always like how happy he made you.”
“Thanks Car.” She leans up and kisses her brother’s forehead before he turns to Jack.
“Don’t fuck this shit up. Break her heart again and I’ll put your ass on the long term injury list.” Jack nods as Macy pulls Carson away.
“Damn when did he get scary?” Jack and Lucy laugh. When the laughter dies down, she looks at Jack with the same adoration she had for him when they were kids.
“You came.” Finally she hugs him, after many years yearning for his warmth.
“Of course I made it.” He says returning the hug. “I so told you that you would be the hottest green chick.”
Playfully she shoves Jack who just laughs. To get away from the crowd they walk to Jack’s car and on the walk they catch up.
“So Carson lives out here now?” Jack recalls Carson saying that he was going home earlier.
“Yeah I got custody of him about a year ago. Mom passed away shortly after you left and dad just got worse. It was no place for him, so I took my dad to court.” She shivers slightly so Jack gives her his jacket before she continues her story. “I have no idea what I’m doing raising a 16 year old, luckily my neighbor helped me out and now Carson is dating their daughter Macy.”
“You know from the small interactions I saw them have, they remind me of us.” Jack test the waters and holds her hand, which she gladly accepts, “Speaking about brothers, Luke and Quinn miss you.”
“How about you Jack, did you miss me?”
“More than anything.”
Jack opens the car door for Lucy and helps her get in before he got into the driver side.
“So miss Broadway do you have any plans tonight or can I take you out to eat?” Jack says while putting his seatbelt on.
“ I have no plans Mr NHL.But if we are going out I need time order delivery for Carson and Macy” Jack pulls out his credit card from his wallet.
“Use my card.” She tries to decline his card, but he shakes his head, “Lucy it’s the least I could do.”
She sighs before calling Macy to ask what they want for dinner. After she got the response, Lucy went and ordered food for the teens. She tried to enter her card, but Jack snatched her phone and entered his card instead.
“So now that, that’s take care of. Would you like to go out to dinner?” He hands her the phone back.
“You know I could really go for a good burger and fries, that’s if your professional team of dietitians would allow that.” Jack smiles remembering one of his favorite dates with her.
Jack had just gotten his license and he was driving around in Quinn’s hand me down car. Right after passing his drivers test, he drove straight to Lucy’s house.
“So where does the princess want to go?” Jack asked as she got into the car.
“You know I could really go for a burger and fries.” She gets into her seat and Jack takes her to their favorite local diner.
When they arrive, the host seats them at their favorite table. While they wait for their food, Lucy tells Jack about her day.
“And in front of everyone my voice cracked, god it was so embarrassing, Jacky.” She hides her face at the memory.
“I bet you have the cutest voice cracks.” The love struck boy laughs as his girl rolls her eyes at him.
“No voice cracks are cute Jacky.”
“Well yours are cause they come from you.” Their food finally arrives and they both grab a fry off the other person’s plate. Something they have done since they started dating. They called it ‘checking for poison’ but it was just one of those silly couple things.
“I love these little moments.” Lucy says as she bites into Jack’s fry.
“Well we have a whole lifetime full of little moments waiting for us.” He says while eating Lucy’s fry.
“A burger and fries sound wonderful, Lulu.”
The two had dinner and it was like nothing changed. They shared food like normal, they talked like it was just a normal Wednesday dinner.
They finished their food and were getting ready to head out and of course Jack paid. Afterwards the two sit in Jack’s car, which was another thing they did often when they dated.
“You’re telling me that Carson became an islander fan after everything happened?” Jack chuckles at Carson’s pettiness.
“Yeah, he even forced me to take him to a game, where we met a few of the players.” She pulls up a picture they took where Carson was wearing a islander jersey and Lucy was just in a normal sweater as they stood next to a couple players, “One of the guys actually asked for my number.”
“Which guy?” Jack felt himself getting jealous.
“Oh Jacky I don’t even remember.” Of course she did after all she did give him her number. But she looks away from Jack. “Even if I did it was a year ago Jack.”
“You obviously do remember, you won’t look at me right now.” Jack doesn’t mean to be sassy towards Lucy, but let’s be honest, being sassy is in his dna.
“Why does it matter Jack? You’ve had other girlfriends why couldn’t I date someone else?” Lucy tries not to cry, but a few tears slip out, “Do you know how hard it was to watch you have other girlfriends while I stayed stuck on you. Yes I did give the Islander player my number, but I told him I wasn’t interested in a relationship. I told every guy that had any interest in me that I wasn’t interested. You want to know why Jack? Because they weren’t you.”
Jack stayed silent not knowing what to say.
“And now you just come back here like you didn’t single handed break my heart last time I saw you,. Oh wait I didn’t even see you when it happened did I Jack.” She cries some more finally letting all of her emotions out. “I should hate you, I really should. But tell me why I feel nothing but love for you.”
“Lucy, there is nothing I regret more than, breaking up with you. I was a coward, but please give me another chance.” He wipes away her tears, “Those girls were my failed attempts on forgetting you, but nothing worked. I know I don’t deserve it but please give me a second chance.”
“I don’t know Jack, I don’t want to promise you anything. But I can say, I’m willing to try again slowly.” Jack smiles and he holds her hand. 
“That’s all I could ask for.”
Between hockey games and Lucy’s shows, the two spent any free time together. Despite the busy schedules, they found the time to go out. Tonight, Lucy was singing the national anthem at Jack’s game versus the Islanders.
“Ladies and Gentlemen please welcome the star of broadway’s Wicked, Lucy Masters, with the singing of our national Anthem.”
The crowd cheers before getting silent for Lucy. She sings beautifully and when she hits the high note at the end, the crowd went wild. The song finishes, and she finally locks eyes with Jack. She gives him a little wave before she is ushered off the ice.
At the end of the game, the devils won 4-0. Carson ,who surprisingly wore a Hughes 43 jersey instead of his regular Islander Barzal 13 Jersey, was hyped by the win. He went into a rant as the pair waited for Jack to leave the locker room.
“Damn I miss hockey.” Lucy loves seeing Carson happy more than anything. She was glad that he decided to come, seeing it as a step in the right direction.
“You know if you aren’t too rusty at it, we can go shoot the puck together one day.” Both Lucy and Carson look over and see Jack. He pulls Lucy into a hug. “Hands down the best performance of the night goes to you Miss Lucy.”
“I am not so sure about that, a shut out game and both you and Timo getting two points? Much more impressive.” Lucy praises Jack causing Carson to gag.
“Come on Carson, let’s leave the lovers alone.” Luke comes out of nowhere and directs Carson towards his car. Lucy and Carson were spending the night at Jack and Luke’s place so they didn’t have to drive back to New York this late. So Luke was okay with driving Carson back while Jack and Lucy have a car to themselves. Carson leaves with Luke, but not until he sent a few menacing glares at Jack.
“Just so you know, the team chirped the hell out of me when Luke told them how scared I am of Carson.” To be fair, now that Carson is one of the best high school prospects of the 2025 class and has scouts coming to almost every game now, especially since he is a leftie, he’s a scary teenager.
“In your defense, his pitch is reaching an average of 88 miles per hour as a junior. I would be scared of him too.” Jack looks at Lucy and smiles as he sees her in his jersey.
“You look so good in my number.” He steps back and acts like he is taking a photo of her with an invisible camera, “Picture perfect baby.”
“Jacky you are such a dork.”She turns around and walks away while smiling. Jack runs up behind her and pulls her into a hug.
“I’ll gladly be a dork if that means I’m your dork.”
Jack had been miserable as Lucy was gone at a two week long theater camp. Luke thought if Lucy didn’t get home soon, Quinn would kill Jack. The day she was coming back, Jack sat by the door waiting for Ellen to come back with Lucy. He originally wanted to come with but he forgot to finish his chores the night before so Ellen made him stay home and wait.
When his mom’s car pulls in to the driveway, Jack bolts out the door, almost like a wild animal. Lucy gets out of the car and Jack tackles her in a hug. He gives her small kisses all over her face.
“I missed you, I missed you, I missed you.” Jack repeats this mantra as Lucy struggles to wiggle out of his hold. All the while, Lucy is dying of laughter.
“Get off me you dork.” It takes Quinn pulling Jack off to get Lucy free. He then picks up Lucy like a sack of potatoes and runs away from Jack. The boys run around, as Jack tries to get Lucy back.
“Quinn put the poor girl down.” Ellen calls out. Quinn puts Lucy down carefully and Jack runs over and grabs on to Lucy like a kid hold their favorite toy.
“Fear not fair damsel, your hero has saved you from the ugly ass troll.” (QUINN BABY DON’T LISTEN TO THIS YOU ARE VERY PRETTY) Quinn just flips off his brother before heading back into the house, “I think your hero deserves a kiss for saving you.”
“You’re lucky I find you cute, you dork.” Lucy pulls him down into a kiss. Jack can’t help but smile.
“I may be a dork, but I’m your dork.”
“You’ll always be my dork Jacky.” Lucy pulls him down into a kiss. Their first kiss in five years. Jack would freeze time and live in this moment forever if he could. Sadly time has to go on and the pair pull apart. “Let’s go home Jacky.”
Hand in hand, they leave the arena, full of hope for the future of their relationship.
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Headcanons of Dating Ghost PT.3
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♡Summary: Wholesome headcanons of dating Ghost PT.3 <3
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Bf!Ghost loves seeing you wear his clothes. Although you practically own or have worn at least half of his wardrobe, he still gets that same content feeling that surges throughout his body when he sees you lounging in one of his t-shirts. They looked way baggier on you, but that makes it even better. No matter what you’re wearing, he’ll always do a double take, smile, and say:
“It looks cuter on you, keep it.”
Bf!Ghost never backs down from his light hearted pranks, no matter what day, season or time it is. Halloween was coming up and he remembered that uncannily misplaced skeleton prop in your garage, slowly withering away as other things piled on top of it. Compared to how it was originally bought, it honestly looked ten times scarier. The quality was worn out and old, perfect for the prank he was about to play on you.
He stood at the end of the dimly lit corridor, calling out your name like he needed your help with a favour.
“Y/N?” he said, trying to contain his laughter by clearing his throat.
“Hmm?”
“C’mere for a sec, ‘need yer help with something.”
You turned your corridor’s lights on before making your way to where his voice was, before you made the final turn he held the flimsy skeleton prop out which admittedly scared you half to death.
“Boo.”
“Ahhh,” you replied, trying to mask how genuinely scared you were with his thoughtless prank. He saw how scared you were, even if it was very, very brief.
“The skeleton checks out,” you quipped, rolling your eyes.
Bf!Ghost always ties your shoe laces for you. Always. It’s honestly became a tradition for whenever you guys go out.
“You ready to go?” you asked, kneeling down to slip on your Jordan’s.
“Wait, I forgot something.”
You expected him to make a quick trip upstairs to grab whatever he forgot, but he suddenly knelt down in front of you, catching you off guard for a second until you realised what he was doing.
You stood up, smiling down at him as he effortlessly tied your shoes.
“Aw, such a gentlemen.”
You always tease him for his officious habits, just like how he always keeps them up.
Bf!Ghost is used to solving your unserious petty arguments with pillow fights. Upon hearing a satirical remark from him, you’d grab any nearby pillow and thwack his face with it. He would grab a pillow and use it to shield his face before you guys have a blast with pillows. They always start off with teasing before they gradually grow in competitiveness. He’s fully aware he can easily win each and every single time but he still acts defeated so you can win. But you still are pretty good at beating people with pillows… is that something he should be taking note of?
“That’s it, let it all out.” He teased, still using a pillow as a shield whilst flailing it at you.
Bf!Ghost draws on your arm/thigh when he’s bored.
“Y’know ink poison is a thing, right?” you asked, still closely watching as he draws an intricate flower on your arm.
“Eh… you’ll live, dove.”
The drawings are honestly impressive, you kind of want to keep them on - possibly get them tattooed just to surprise him and catch his reaction. They’ll be worth the ink poisoning, anyways.
Bf!Ghost can’t go to bed knowing you’re upset with him. He will not go to sleep until he’s forgiven or if he sees you smile, literally. He knows you’re unaware of how many nights he’s kept himself up just because you wouldn’t talk to him and he plans on keeping it that way. He doesn’t even know why he does it, it’s just his guilty consciousness gnawing at him.
Bf!Ghost tickles you just so hear you laugh - it’s always out of nowhere, too. You could be in bed together as he’s resting his head on your stomach and out of nowhere he’d turn to face you. You curiously peer at him. His fingers make way to your stomach and start mercilessly tickling you and you’re suddenly dying from all the giggles and laughter,
“Simon!” you exclaimed through chuckles, trying to clutch onto your stomach whilst floundering his hands off.
Bf!Ghost has only one collection: his beloved teacup collection, of course. You decided to ironically gift him a skeleton cup you saw when you were shopping. God, if you only knew how much that flimsy cup with that cute little chibi cartoon style skeleton waving a British flag around meant to him.
It’s his go to cup each time he drinks tea, which is everyday. If any of his lads comes over and he’s casually sipping his tea, he never fails to mention how you got it.
“The misses got me this,” or something along those lines. He completely abandoned his other ones, this was just his signature cup.
Bf!Ghost has his occasional late night cravings, some weird, some not. But he’s just continually found himself having them and each time it’s at night. He’s not one to typically participate in British stereotypes, well… sometimes. But the urge for a good ol’ beans on toast was starting to get irrepressible. You were willing to try some, too. It honestly wasn’t even bad - in fact, it was good. You added some cheese on yours for the sake of the exquisiteness, so did he. You guys also mix any drinks you have together like odd scientists taking ‘shots’.
Bf!Ghost was trying his very hardest to keep quiet as you took a nap on him. He was a light sleeper, it was only natural to assume everyone else was. He’d inherently hold his breath every now and then whilst keeping his body meticulously still. When he felt faint and dizzy, that’s when he knew about his involuntary breath holding. Little did he know, you were deep in sleep. There could be a boisterous, off-beat 80s band playing and you would still be knocked out.
Bf!Ghost had a long, dreadful day - so did you. You were both burned out and feeling so overstimulated from the lingering buzz of people and their loud conversations and the dizziness from somehow feeling faint. When you have days like this, you’d silently endure in each other’s company, laying with each other in bed with a comfortable tranquility. You’d just appreciate each other being there as his warm hands are wrapped around you. You were both feeling unbothered. but the only person you could both bare seeing at the moment was each other.
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Sugar Mommies Season 2, Pt:5
Welcome cuties to the fifth instalment of Sugar Mommies. I hope it was worth the wait! <3 I - just like Carol - am frantically trying to find a way to bring Natasha and Wanda home. Please bare with and if the certain nonnie who is pestering me about it, could kindly stop, that would be ace.
Enjoy lovies!
Xoxo
Livvy
Polite Reminder That All My Work - Especially For Sugar Mommies - Is 18+! Minors Do Not Interact
You can’t stop yourself from checking your cell after roughly one minute and twenty five seconds.
Taking it back from your pocket between two fingers as if it was covered in something disgusting.
You swipe away the unwanted messages as you excitedly look at the current unread message from your Wanda.
Your safe space.
One of your safe people.
Your woman in shining armour.
Wands (17:43): Natty and Carol are talking about work, boring or what? :(
The smile forming on your face looks goofy but you do not care.
At all.
Y/N (17:43): I knowww!
You glance over at Carol, where she’s still talking on the phone to Natasha; power radiating off her.
Y/N (17:43): They took over before I could get a chance to talk to you, Wands :(
You watch the three dots dance as Wanda types her reply.
Wands (17:44): I know, how mean of them! I’d call you now but I need to be on standby in case I’m needed for boring work related duties. I miss you kitten <3
Y/N (17:44): That sucks. At least we’re talking now, kinda. I miss you more :(
Wands (17:45): You better not be sad, my love! I can’t cheer you up from here!
Wands (17:45): Oh wait, yes I can! Watch this!💕
It takes Wanda a full minute - and yes, you timed her - to send a cute gif of two cats cuddling.
Wands (17:46): Tada! How cute is that?? 🥺
Y/N (17:46): Did you just learn how to do that…? I’m shocked you even know what a gif is!😂
Wands (17:46): No…what? I’m not that old, kitten!
You bite your bottom lip in an attempt to stifle your laugh.
Y/N (17:47): Sure you’re not…grandma.
Wands (17:47): Excuse me? Grandma? Have you forgotten your place since we’ve been away, kitten?
Y/N (17:48): Nope. I just felt like trying a new nickname, not a fan?
Wands (17:49): Would a grandma be able to do this?
Two minutes later and Wanda eventually sends her chosen gif over to you and you can’t help but bark out in laughter; hastily covering your mouth.
It’s a gif of hand wrapping around someone’s neck.
Wands (17:50): Something I am itching to do to you.
Wands (17:50): Or this.
Another gif comes through and this time it’s of an ass being smacked.
When the next one shows up on your phone, you purse your lips and stare straight ahead; refusing to let yourself blush too much.
It’s a gif of a woman being collared.
Wands (17:52): I can keep them coming, Y/N. Trust me.
You cast a sidelong glance at an old lady next to you; just in case she happens to be peering over your shoulder.
But she isn’t even bothered by you.
No, she’s far too engrossed in her novel.
“50 Shades -” You snort and cover your face with your hands.
You could not make this stuff up.
Another gif comes through and you end up calling Wanda without fully thinking.
She picks up on the second ring.
“What a pleasant surprise.” She says. “Even if I did tell you I can’t call, baby girl. Are we struggling to understand basic information?”
“I - I, I don’t know why I called…” You stammer.
“Don’t go shy on me now, kitten. Tell mommy why you called her. Go on.” Wanda replies, “quickly now.”
“Erm,” You clear your throat. “I called you to ask you to stop sending the gifs…”
“And why is that, baby?” Wanda asks, highly amused. “Are you getting all flustered?”
“So what if I am?”
“You’re getting defensive too.” Wanda replies. “Aw sweet little baby; is mommy making you all flustered?”
“I - no. Shut up.”
“Did you just tell me to shut up?”
Wanda’s tone changes and you immediately know your mistake.
It’s like you can pinpoint exactly when all the blood drains from your face.
“I -”
“ - because I know for a fact, good girls don’t tell their doms to shut up.”
“But - ”
“And you’re my good girl, aren’t you, kitten?”
You’re silent for a good ten seconds.
Words and your brain are just utterly failing you.
Wanda loves it.
She waits patiently for you to catch up.
“I - w…well. Yeah.” You manage to squeak out.
“I’ve not had the chance to play Dom since leaving you, kitten.” Wanda sighs. “Now I’ve got you one on one, I can. I’ve missed it. Almost as much as I’ve missed you, little one.”
You nervously glance at Carol, who just happens to glance at you at the same time. She offers you a wink.
You mentally curse your cheeks for blushing crimson.
Carol will for sure know something is up.
“Where did you go, my gorgeous girl? Come back to mommy.”
“I’m here.” You mutter, “I’m here.”
“Are you okay?” Wanda asks.
“Yes…”
“Hi, baby.” Carol smiles, appearing out of thin air.
She places your drinks on the table.
“Oooh,” You hear Wanda say on the phone. “That’s why you’re distracted. Captain is with you again, isn’t she?”
“Maybe.” You reply, thanking Carol when she slides your drink over to you.
“Is that Wanda?” She asks.
You nod, blowing on your coffee.
Carol takes your phone from you and holds it to her ear.
“Shouldn’t you be working, kitten?”
“...hi Carol…”
“Hi, bunny.” Carol replies, “shouldn’t you be working?”
“I am working…”
“No, little liar. You’re talking to our baby girl.”
Wanda sighs.
“Go and do some work, cheeky thing.” Carol says. “We will talk to you later, okay?”
“But I miss Y/N.”
“Don’t you miss me?”
“Not as much as I miss my detka.”
“Go and do some work, brat. We will speak to you later”
Carol ends the call and wordlessly hands you back your phone, rolling her eyes for good measure.
“Brats.” She smirks. “Constant pests in my life.”
You smile back, nudging her with your foot.
“Yes, Y/N? Something to add?” Carol asks. Her eyes are bright, playful.
“...just that I’m glad I’m not one.”
“Oh?” Carol sniggers, cocking her head to the side. “Is that so, kitten?”
“Mhmm,” You reply, biting into your chosen treat. Its filling oozes out of the pastry and spills onto your fingers.
The crumbly exterior tumbles onto the chipped white plate.
You expect Carol’s attention to switch to that.
To watch the chocolatey goo dribble down your fingers.
But she doesn’t.
No.
Her eyes are trained fully on you.
Completely invested in what you have to say.
You chew and swallow. “I’m an angel. What can I say?”
Carol laughs.
A solid, belly laugh.
“Oh honey,” she says, moving from her chair to sit next to you. “You might not be in the same league as Wanda when it comes to being a little brat; but you can’t deny that its there. I see the sparkle in your eye, small one.”
You watch her, mouth agape; and God, you want nothing more than to reply back with a witty remark.
“And baby girl, it’s there. I see it right now.”
One hand goes to rest on your knee, while her other arm drapes around your shoulders.
“Do it,” Carol baits, “go on. Be a brat. I dare you.”
Yup. That was a mistake.
The word dare triggers something in your brain.
And who are you to ever step down from a dare?
Your chocolate covered hand moves to Carol’s face, quicker than you thought you could move it, but she catches your wrist without so much as a blink.
The tip of your finger is mere inches from her cheek.
You could still do it.
Wiggle your hand out of her stupidly strong grasp…
“Only, if you do decide to be a brat, Y/N, just know, you won’t be cumming for an entire week. Do I make myself clear?”
It’s like she burnt you.
Your hand jerks free from her grasp and you hastily move it away.
“That's what I thought.”
“That’s…”
“That’s what, honey?” Carol asks you, handing you a moist hand wipe from her purse.
You take it gladly and wipe your sticky hands clean.
“Nothing…” You reply, scrubbing at a stubborn patch on your index finger. “Forget I said anything.”
“Clever girl.” Carol says, grabbing her drink and taking a much needed sip.
She glances at you as you pick up your own drink. “Otherwise I’d have had to teach you a lesson right here in this cafe.”
Carol can’t help but chuckle at your response; the small jerk as you register her words. Your startled “Oh!” as some of the liquid sloshes over one side of your cup and onto your lap.
“Careful there, baby.”
Carol takes a spare napkin from the table and presses it down onto the wet patch on your thigh.
“T-thanks…”
“Spill anymore and it’ll look like you’ve wet yourself…or let me have my way with you.”
Your eyes snap up to hers in time to catch the wink.
“Don’t worry, baby.” Carol says, removing her hand from your thigh.
It mercifully lets your brain restart and you let out a slightly shaky breath.
“Tease.”
“Oh? And here’s me thinking you liked my teasing…” Her lips press onto your cheek. “But I’ll stop. I think the barista can see your blushing cheeks from all the way at the till.”
You nudge Carol with your shoulder, glaring up at her.
“Have you finished?”
“For now.” She says. “Come on, eat your snack baby. And drink up before it gets cold.”
You both sit in silence for a few minutes after that.
You, nibbling away while Carol sits with one arm behind you; fingers twirling your hair.
She looks content. Happy. Relaxed.
But on the inside, her brain is working through a hundred different problems.
Trying to remember dates and employees names; and whether she emailed specific people back.
But for you, she’s keeping her composure.
Determined to keep it together, just for you.
“When we get home, love, I might have to disappear for a little bit. Do some work to try to help ease Natasha and Wanda’s load. Is that okay?”
“Of course.” You reply. “Is there anything I can do to help? I’m a fast typer. Or I can make phone calls for you?”
At that, Carol smiles, pulling you somehow closer to her side.
“My lovely, sweet girl. Thank you. But I’ll be okay. I need to concentrate. If you’re there trying to help, I’d just get distracted…”
You try to fight back a smile.
“I could make us dinner then?”
“Much better, my little chef. I might have the perfect outfit for you to wear too, whilst you cook.”
“Is that so?” You shift in your seat so you’re facing Carol.
“Mhm,” she replies. “I wouldn’t want you to get your clothes dirty whilst you create a mess in the kitchen.”
“I can’t wait to see this outfit then…”
You’re leaning forward, hands cupping both of Carol’s cheeks, when you hear MJ’s voice.
“Y/N!”
The two of you groan and pull apart, just in time to watch as MJ shimmies through a small gap between two chairs.
“Y/N! Why don’t you answer your phone anymore?”
“Sorta got into the habit of ignoring you when I’m occupied…” You mumble. “Why is it always you?”
“Don’t you have other friends to pester, MJ?” Carol mutters, earning an elbow jab to her ribs.
“Y/N, please, you’ve gotta come; it’s an emergency!”
You sit up straighter in your seat.
“What?”
Every disastrous scenario you can think of flickers through your head.
“What’s happened?
“Just come on, Y/N. Please!”
“But I don’t -”
“Now! I don’t have time to explain.” MJ inspects your barely touched drink. “I’ll buy you another one later. And two cookies if you just get up and move. I’m ageing here, babe; come on.”
“Probably because you’re being elusive as fuck right now, MJ.” Carol mutters, checking her nails.
“I don’t have time for your snark, Danvers; come on Y/N! Please!”
“Right, right, okay, let me grab my stuff.”
MJ yanks you up.
Nearly tearing your arm out of your socket as she does so.
How she doesn’t knock the table over as you’re dragged to your feet is beyond you.
“It’s an emergency, quick, come on!”
“It’ll be more of a fucking emergency if you dislocate my shoulder, MJ!”
Carol sighs and stands up; only to be glared at by MJ.
“Not you! Best friends only.”
You can only cast a I’m sorry glance back at Carol before you’re towed away.
“Call me when you’re done, hon!” Carol shouts after you, smiling as you try your hardest to not fall over your own two feet.
Once outside, MJ doesn’t stop towing you.
She doesn’t even check if you’re behind her. She just marches on, switching to a run, assuming the hand she has a grip on is still attached to your body.
When you eventually do go down, MJ finally decides her rapid pace is a little excessive and allows you to walk by her side; even if it is still a rather quick walk.
“Gonna tell me - ah cramp, cramp!” You fall into MJ’s side, clutching your side. “Fuck, I’m so unfit, ow!”
“How are you like this when you have three women who fuck you, Y/N?”
“I -” You slap her arm, “MJ!”
“What? It’s true!”
“Slow down, please, I’m gonna pass out.”
“You have got to work on your stamina, love.”
“Where are we going, MJ?”
“Round the corner, Peter should still be there.”
“What the fuck are you talking a…bout…”
You stand there, dumbfounded, at the sight of Peter holding a small golden retriever in his arms.
“Hi, Y/N!”
“That’s a dog…”
“It’s actually a puppy…” Peter replies, taking a small step towards MJ when you glare at him.
“Thank you, Captain Obvious. I can see that. Why are you holding a puppy? What’s going on?”
“We found him on our way to get a coffee. I’m in love, Y/N. I’m keeping him. Meet Spider-pup!”
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Beneath the Surface
Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.
Pairing: Billy Russo x F! Reader
Warnings: mentions of emotional and physical abuse. Comfort and fluff. Nightmares
Word Count: 1.2K-ish
Summary: You had a nightmare last night, Billy takes you to your favorite place that always calms you and makes you feel better.
A/N: The beach is one of my favorite places, especially the beaches at home. I’m currently on vacation and the beaches here are pretty fantastic too but there’s no place like home. I’ll put a pic of one of my favorite beaches at sunset close to home at the end of this. I hope you like it!
As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕
In between the vibrant energy of a hot New England summer and a cold, desolate winter, after the crowds have gone away and they’ve locked up their summer homes for the season, there was a period of time during late summer of unspoiled tranquility.
That was your favorite time of year to be at the beach. Under a canopy of blue with hues of deep pink, red, and orange, the world seemed to stand still as you listened to the gentle lapping of the waves against the wet sand.
The weather was still warm, a little drier, and a bit more comfortable. Over the grassy dunes, the soft sand stretched out in both directions while small flecks of quartz glistened in the sand beneath the early evening sun.
The soothing symphony of waves crashing against the shore continued to pull you deeper and deeper into a trance like state. The sea looked like a rippling blue blanket with all of its twists and turns, the noise echoed off the rocks, resonated in the air and floated into your ears before it disappeared and the relaxing song started to play all over again.
This was the place that always made you feel better.
No matter what time of year it was, this is where you would come to escape him. The serenity of this place cancelled out the pain, the yelling, name calling, and the bad dreams. But now it was a different type of escape, a happy one where there weren’t any tears to stain your cheeks.
Rupturing the tranquility, you heard the screech of a gull overhead; it startled you and caused you to flinch but the hand enclosed over yours, squeezed you tightly.
The soft voice you heard whispered reassuringly that it was ok, and “he can’t hurt you anymore, sweet girl.” His warm body there next to yours, cradling, comforting you and always keeping you out of harm’s way.
The sand sifted in between your toes as you watched the sun dip lower and lower toward the horizon where the sea and sky dissolve into each other.
The rolling waves lightly crashed against the shore bringing large clumps of seaweed with them and the salty sea breeze gently kicked up tiny grains of sand that ended up stuck in the short bristles of his beard.
His endless brown eyes focused on the dark beauty of the hungry sea, a slight smile stretched across his face, and you watched him wiggle his toes in the warm smooth sand.
He relished in the harmony too. He was very content.
Billy wanted to see the ocean you loved so much as a child, where you came to get away from everything, and where nothing bad had ever happened to you.
He had felt so helpless last night because he couldn’t stop the nightmare from happening, watching the tension grip your body, your knuckles white as you tightly clutched the sheet in your hands, and smothered by your own screams.
He would do anything to keep you from having them but still the sobs tore loose, freeing themselves from inside your throat and echoing throughout the bedroom.
Murmuring soft sounds and words to calm you, Billy tried his best to soothe you from your nightmare. He knew what it was like to be vulnerable while asleep, to fight going to sleep because he didn’t know what would be waiting for him when he closed his eyes but he didn’t care about that right now. It wasn’t about him; it was about you which is why he brought you here.
Billy remembered you talking about your favorite beach, how the music of the waves would sing to you and make you feel better any time that monster hurt you, called you “stupid,” or “ugly,” or threaten to tear you so far down that you couldn’t get back up and no other man would want you. “No one will want someone as damaged as you except me.”
There weren’t any tears this time. As long as you had Billy, you would be ok.
The canvas of bright colors across the sky kissed the high points of your face and melted away the remnants of your nightmare. You looked over at Billy, leaned in close and kissed him on the cheek. He turned slowly to face you, a wide Cheshire cat smile stretched across his lips while the familiar scent of his spicy cologne drifted past your nose.
“Thank you, Billy.” You whispered. “For this.”
You brought your gaze toward the dimming blue sky.
“I wish I could do more, sweet girl. I wish I could replace every memory of him with something else but I can’t.” He said with an alarming edge to his voice.
Billy’s handsome features twisted with rage as he clenched his fist.
Your heart swelled at the thought of Billy wanting to take all of your pain away, wanting to make all of your nightmares disappear forever, never to come back.
“It’s ok, baby. This is my favorite place, and you’re my favorite person.” You said. “Look at our view! It’s perfect!” You exclaimed. “I don’t need anything else. I love you.”
He pulled you into his lap, moved a stray piece of hair away from your face, and touched his forehead to yours. The anger in his eyes was suddenly replaced with love and affection before his lips collided with yours.
He tasted like the sea salt in the air, you could feel it in his hair too as your nails gently raked against his scalp. Parting your lips with his tongue, Billy deepened his kiss, pulling you in tight by the waist, his long agile fingers danced up and down your spine, silently telling you that he loved you too.
Every time Billy kissed you, touched you, held your hand, or even just smiled at you, he was replacing bad memories with good ones, mending the pieces of your shattered soul you deemed unfixable.
He dropped all of his responsibilities today to try and make you feel better, bringing you to your favorite place two states away. And he would do it every day if you let him, if you wanted him to.
The sea was forever vast, uncharted and in a way, reminded you a lot of Billy. It was dark, beautiful, and there was so much more beneath the surface if you took time to unearth the possibilities of the unfamiliar.
Both of you were broken in your own way and still navigating the emotional and metaphorical caverns of Davy Jones’ locker, looking for those priceless treasures within each other that you can’t live without.
You would have to take a deep breath and dive deeper than you’ve ever been before but this time you wouldn’t be alone and promised to pull each other up when you needed air.
His love made it possible for you to breathe again and you would be forever grateful for it…always.
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AHHHH I was right about Xaden giving Vi his jacket 🥹 that’s her jacket now, get with the program Xaden
speechless. I loved everything about this chapter 😭 I screamed when they threatened to cut her hair. Aetos didnt suffer enough imo and neither did his cronies. I at least wanted them to be screaming and have a glimpse of Andarna throwing them around or at least step on them a few times 🤷🏾♀️
Violet’s panic attack made me sob so hard 😭 why did Pierce stop and leave when that happened? I’m glad he did but that’s probably the closest they came to possibly getting something of value
Xaden has touch AND nickname privileges again 😭 he said “Vi” as much as he could because he’s not losing it again. I’m sure he’s glad his family loves and respects Violet and just reaffirms everything he himself feels for her. I can definitely see Liam teasing Xaden in the future with “just remember, your wife loved me first 🤭”. Obvs during happier times when they’ve healed from this ordeal.
One of my biggest gripes in IF was how blasé the torture fallout was. Like?? Wdym she was tortured for 5 days and could’ve died and it meant nothing??
Loved your spin on Lilith🥹💕💕💕 I agree she died way too soon. She so dynamic and layered and had so much potential. She deserved to become a better mother before she died and I’ll forever be mad about that.
Will Lilith be the one to bring half the quadrant when she finally gets to Tyrrendor 👀 what if she brings seasoned riders loyal to her and riders stationed at outposts and any professor (looking at you Emeterrio and Kaori) willing to join the fight? I think her arrival will be better received that way since she’s bringing reinforcements. AHHHH so exciteddd.
Can’t wait to see where the story goes, either way I’m sure it’ll be amazing!!!
All of Xaden’s things are about to become Violet’s. Try to get her to wear her own clothes now I dare you.
lol I get it, but Aetos’ death was something that was between him and Dain, and Violet was so tired and scared and in pain by the end of it that she didn’t even really care anymore, she just wanted them dead and to never see them again. I promise Andarna and Tairn had plenty of fun.
I’d argue that the panic attack was the exact opposite of value. Yes Violet was losing her mind but she was so scared in that moment she wouldn’t have been able to give them anything coherent. Pierce wanted her to stew in that panic for a while.
You could not DRAG Xaden out of Violet’s sight rn. Neither one of them would allow it. But yes, he is so glad to have her back, and he’s happy that she had Liam when she needed him. I do like to think that Liam takes great pride in getting an “I love you” from Violet considering how not warm and fuzzy she is. That’s his bestie! His sister!
I love Lilith, she’s the worst and also the best and I’ll never be over her death I’m so upset
Thank you so much!! 🩷🩷
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Barry Keoghan request for February prompt 20. “whispering to them like they’re alone in the world” please and thank you 💕💕 you’re writing is so lovely
A/N - Awwww I do like this! Thanks for requesting this, anon!
Lighthouse
Summary - You get stage fright, but Barry knows how to help
Warnings - A hint of angst but mostly fluff
“What’s wrong, luv,”
“I can’t do this,”
You were holding his hand in a death grip as you two were waiting on the end of a long red carpet, photographers were snapping away at the actors and actresses already posing for them and journalists were already at work. So many lights flashing and so many people dressed up in glamorous dresses and suits, but you weren’t thinking about that.
You were thinking of how out of place you were.
It was a charity event that was being held in LA, one of the biggest charities of the season with all of the upcoming stars and elite celebrities in attendance. The night was perfect for it as this charity was going to be plenty of coverage and media all over the country. It was for a great cause too, and the fact that your boyfriend Barry Keoghan, one of the best rising stars of his generation, wanted you on his arm that night made you petrified. Of course, you would do anything for Barry since he was a great boyfriend to you and was a supporter of your own philanthropy work and non-profit career, you figured you would support him as well.
He was an amazing actor, he loved pouring his heart out onto the screen and wanting to be better as the years went by. He was getting enough steam and exposure that he was getting invited to events and galas, to which he would go instantly. He would take you to a few of them, not all but a few since he knew you were more practical in being behind the camera. Of course, you also went to premiers with him when he asked you too, but he never pushed. Yet this time, at this major charity that was huge in both the entertainment and philanthropy world, you were now scared of being out there on the carpet.
You were dressed in a beautiful emerald green gown, matching Barry’s tie and styled suit perfectly thanks to his stylists making you two match together and sporting a very beautiful pair of earrings that Barry gifted you for your birthday a month ago. It felt too much, too fancy to expose for you to handle on a major red carpet with major new outlets and TV channels interviewing the celebrities that were there. Barry was always calm at premiers and events, and perhaps he thought you were going to be the same there with him as he helped you out of the car that brought you there from the hotel.
He was wrong.
“Hey, look at me,” Barry said to you calmly, his voice low and soothing as you looked away from the flashlights 100 feet away from you and stared at his bright eyes. He gave you a calm smile, taking both of your hands in his and squeezing your fingers, "You can do this, yeah? I know you can,”
“It’s a lot of people, for a big event..” You started to explain to him in a stammer, thinking of an excuse to get back in the car and go back to the hotel before you could hyperventilate. Barry shook his head, almost seeing the wheels turning in your head and how you were almost backpedaling and retreating into your shell.
“It’s just you and me,” He whispered to you, his voice sounding so sure as you were focusing on him now, no longer hearing the pictures kicking rapidly or the journalists chatting. His voice was soft and yet deafening in your ears as he kept his calm look on you. It was the same look he would give you when you two would be at your small little flat when you’d fuss over your job or stress over deadlines. Barry knew how to calm you and yet make you feel loved, with a simple touch of his hands and the sweet tone in his voice. To you, he was like a lighthouse in the crazy storm of your life. Barry would guide you home every time.
“I want you here with me on my arm because I know how much this means to you. Nothin’ else matters to me, not those photographers or those news people. Bein’ with ya and seeing ya hard work is all that I want, and I can’t do this without ya. I know ya can do this, and I want ya on my arm so I can show you off to the world,” Barry explained in his whispered tone, you felt it through his tone and how he was staying close to you to both hide you from the public and to keep this moment between the pair of you. How could you say no to him when he had all of this faith in you? Barry never once strayed from you or made you feel less when It came to your worth.
“Don’t worry about any of them, they don’t matter to me. You do, and it’s just you and me, okay?” He asked you, you taking in a deep breath and nodding in agreement. He smiled, leaning up to kiss you on the head and lacing your fingers a bit tighter, “Come on, let’s show ‘em how it’s done,”
It turned out to be one of the best nights of your life, thanks to Barry being the lighthouse to guide you home.
The End
February Prompt Session
#barry keoghan#barry keoghan x reader#barry keoghan x you#barry keoghan imagine#fanfiction#writing#my love
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hiiiii <333 how are youuu linnnnn🥰🥰🥰💞💞 i hope you're doing very good😚💞 it's almost summer aka hotch at the beach season🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 EEK!!! i have so many cute silly little beach hotch thoughts AHHH!!!!! so here is one of probably many :D
crying and screaming and shaking over single mom reader and hotch againnnnnnnnnn you and aaron have been dating for a couple of months and have introduced jack and your little girl to each other already so everything feels SO!!! RIGHT!!! and good!!! and sweet🥺🥺🥺 the weather is getting warmer and the kiddos are so happy that school is out for the summer because they both love school and learning, but now they have more time to hang out with each other :D you and aaron kick off the summer and all the playdates (and dates you and aaron will have🥰) your kiddos will have with a beach day!!! the kiddos LOVE the beach, you guys set up an umbrella and a blanket close to the shore so jack and your daughter can search for shells and cool rocks and so they can play in the waves that lap at their tiny feet🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭🤭 they stand at the wet sand and when the waves come splashing in, they squeal and run back to you and aaron, plopping into your laps with soooooo many giggles as your little girl giggles as she snuggles into aaron "the water is soooo cold on my toessssss🤭🤭🤭" aaron grins at you over her head <333 at some point the kids want aaron to come into the water with them and he's got his swim shorts on but he also has a shirt on which is fineee but when you arrived you hoped you'd be able to Stare at his chest that you love so much🥺🥺 as he's about to get into the water, jack whines "daaaaaddyyyyyy :( i got you that shirt for your birthdayyyyy :( please dont get it wet🥺🥺🥺" you snort when aaron looks over at you for help and you shake your head to signal "you're on your own🤭😚" as you sip from a water bottle hehehehe aaron looks at jack's 🥺 face and knows he is weak against his boy's sweet little face so he takes off his shirt and as he walks back over to you to drop the shirt with the rest of the stuff, he chuckles at the 🥰🤩 looks you send his way hehehehe after so much splashy fun (and lots of sneaky kisses between you and aaron) you guys wrap up the day by watching the sunset with two soggy little babies in your laps, sleepily babbling about how much fun they had and how next time, you guys HAVE to bring stuff to make sandcastles😌😌😌 they fall asleep a bit after that and aaron carefully moves the little bug on his lap off so he can start packing up🥰🥰🥰 you two carry the kids (and the stuff) back to the car and on the way home, aaron notices you shivering and he offers you his sweater and you shrug it on and get soooooo cozy in his sweet car, listening to his 70s/80s rock, two cute little sleeping angels in the backseat WAAAHHHHHHH🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞
hehehehe hiiiiiii jess-jess i’m good 🥰 how are youuuu?? 🥰🥰💕☺️ EEEK!!! yay summer and beachy aaron season!!!!!! 🥳🥳 i can’t wait for allllllllll the happy summer hotch thoughts 🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
WEEPS!!!!!! you and your little girl get up a lil early and get all ready to go to aaron’s apartment with all your beach bags to pick up your hotchner boys so you guys can have a whole fun day at the beach!!!! 🥰🥰🥰 the boys aren’t quiteeeeeee ready yet hehe so you help aaron finish up packing a cooler of yummy snacks and drinks while the kiddos run around and giggle about everything they’re gonna do at the beach hehe and when you and aaron finish up in the kitchen, he tugs you into him with a cute playful grin and gives you a sweeeeeet sweet smooch before you guys go collect the excited little bugs and get the car all loaded up to go!!! 🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕
the kiddos are sooooooo happy and giggly the whole time you guys are at the beach, they’re just so excited to be outside and having fun together 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hehehehe at one point (after aaron has taken his shirt off and you’ve gotten to Stare all you want🥳🥰🥹🥵☺️🤭) jackers comes running back up from the water to Plop into your lap for a little break and some juice, and while you giggle and chat with your favorite little boy you can’t help but watch aaron splash around with your giggly squealy girl in the waves 🥰 when a speed boat or something goes speeding by and making Big Waves come up to the shore, your heart gets soooooo fuzzy and fluttery when you see aaron keeping your daughter steady so the big waves don’t topple her over while she stomps around in the water to make little baby girl sized splashes 🥺💕 it just makes you fall deeper and deeper in love with him whenever you see him being so good to and with your little girl 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hehehehehehe a few hours later, you and aaron carry your soggy sleepy babies back to the car but before he drives you guys back to the apartment, aaron leans over to kiss you sooooo softly and he murmurs “you can borrow some jammies if you want to spend the night” with the cutest little grin that makes you giggle “you’re never getting those jammies back from me, i hope you know” and he laughs because Of Course he knows that hehehe but he doesn’t care!!!! he just wants you to stay :( and he knows that it’ll be easier for your little girl if you guys can just tuck her in for a little nap at his place rather than trying to get her home and in her bed before she wakes up and gets grumpy 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 and as you guys drive home as a little family, aaron cant stop thinking that he never thought his life could be this Peaceful and Lovely and he’s just so so SO happy to have this little family you and he created 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺
#jess!#SOBS!#SCREAMS!#you and aaron take a blanket out onto his balcony while the kiddos nap when you get home#and you enjoy some lovely lovely post beach kisses#in which you whisper and murmur to him about he should Never Ever wear a shirt#because he just looks so good without one 😌😌😌😌😌😌#.ask#aaron.hotchner#.hotch#aaron hotchner x reader
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Ok Lo 🥹 with teary eyes I am here to discuss Vincenzo.
But I wanna read your thots first!
VINCENZO!!! yes let’s discuss!!! but first and foremost THANK YOU for recommending it. seriously i had given up mid-way thru the first ep a few months ago but no one can deny you have the best taste 😘😘
I LOVED IT!!! it’s actually now in my top 5 of all time. i binged the hell out of it, it was that good. (i even stayed up nights watching 😭)
(the rest under the cut with spoilers)
i think the standout for me was song joongki, mostly bc of how adorable he is 🥺 i wanted to squish his cheeks (and other things 🥴) and him and hanseo???! the softness! the lil face slaps! him finding hanseo cute! 🥺 and kwak dongyeon was perfection. i cant remember the last time i saw a redemption arc that massive 😳 oh, actually the only one i can think of to compare it to is steve from stranger things. he went from being kinda annoying to one of my absolute favourite characters. the fact that he tried to fit in with the trio was so adorable, i couldn’t stop saying ‘cute, aww cute’ pretty much everytime he came on screen after he switched to vincenzo’s side. remember when they quizzed him 🥺 he studied. he actually studied. pls he just wanted a head pat and someone to tell him he was doing a good job :((( he was actually such a sweetie pie, imagine if he didnt have the devil incarnate as a brother, he would have turned out so well. vincenzo was the brother he deserved 💔 and i just, i can’t get over how things ended for him (wait no they didn’t end, he’s definitely coming back in season 2!!) tbh i was actually pretty mad at vincenzo for not stepping in and doing something, anything, to stop what happened. to save him. 💔 he’s such a skilled fighter, i feel like he could have jumped in and maybe avoided… i can’t even say it 😭
ok, but on a happier note, vincenzo’s relationship with chayoung was also super adorable, that slow burn was everything! EVERYTHING!! their 10 second hug? her smacking him? 🤣
(he’s so attractive 😭😭)
and chayoung was such a badass character, i wish i could be that brave and assertive. and man oh man, she is so strong! the way things ended with her dad, that scene was heartbreaking :(((
ok switching back to happy, can we talk about the male on male affection in this show?? i never get to see it and it’s just so disappointing bc yes! pls hug each other! kiss each other! tell each other you admire the other! it’s healthy! it’s freeing! i’m such a sucker for tiny displays of affection, and his interactions with everyone had me clutching my blanket on the verge of tears. ugh every single person in this kdrama was adorable. the intelligence agent especially, his awestruck admiration for vincenzo had me both soft and cackling 🤣
(pls he’s so funny 🤣 also, perfect timing??)
but all the geumga plaza ppl were surprisingly cute with really interesting back stories. it’s funny, i was thinking to myself how weird it was that all of them had some special talent and then they said the same thing seconds later 🤣
the estranged mother side story was also heartbreaking. i wish they had more time together and that he could have called her mom, but i understand him and why he couldn’t say anything. at least they both knew it before she died, and i’m so grateful chayoung was there to bring them together 🥺💕 the scene where she hugged him, i bawled. and when she was talking about him as he was bawling. and then again when he read her letter 😭
ok last but not least, taecyeon!! i can’t believe i didn’t recognize him??! but he did such an amazing job. and the plot twist was perfection, i was in shock and that hardly ever happens for me (my stupid brain always anticipates plotlines 😭😭) i went from finding him adorable to being in love to hating him resolutely to feeling really sorry for him all in the span of a few eps. although i can never forgive him for how he treated hanseo 😔
but he is an incredible actor! and the writers are also amazing. choi myunghee also did a fantastic job! i hated her but i guess i was supposed to 🤣 oh! that scene when vincenzo came to their hq and shot his mother’s killer gave me goosebumps, it was so well done 👏
i rambled on here oops… but there was sooo much to talk about! there’s a lot more but i should stop here haha. who were your favourite characters?! favourite moments?!
#i could seriously go on and on 😂#this show had everything!#it was just perfect without being overdone#i usually dislike law shows bc the inaccuracies annoy me but they did a pretty good job - even if the retrial was too much of a reach)#ok i’ll stop now 😩#but tell me everything! i want to hear it all!#kie <3#my favourite doom#vincenzo
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I really enjoyed this episode! Without spoilers, it felt like the 911 that we all love a-la season 3 kinda feeling. The characters felt connected rather than disconnected like they were in season 6 and some in season 5. The 911 calls were the perfect length, nothing lingered unnecessarily, again unlike in season 6 where that was an issue. And I really enjoyed the theme of relationships, romantic relationships in particular, and examining if the relationship is healthy or perhaps going stagnant.
🌟 Now on to my Spoiler Thoughts for 7x1 in no particular order. 🌟
-Marisol was legit on screen for maybe 3 seconds, and Eddie even mentioning her was to say “oh I’m dating a woman.” We really got nothing from it beyond, to me at least, some cringe. That’s it. 😆 Bruh, this is really giving “yeah she won’t be around that long,” cause she wasn’t presented as particularly important.
- Marisol was helping chaperone Chris’s date? Ngl that’s a bit weird if she and Eddie haven’t been dating long, but perhaps that’s just me. I’m so curious how Chris even feels about Marisol. Does he think, “Doesn't matter, she probably won’t stay”?? Does Chris only like Marisol because it seems to make Eddie happy, but that’s the extent? So curious.
- Omg Eddie wants Bucks to talk to Chris, a player apparently, because at one time Buck was one. Like father, like son.
- Again loved this theme of couples just seeing if they’re doing well, are they stagnant, and just what’s important to them.
- Oh gosh, Chris sees that no matter how nice or good you are, he thinks the girl will still leave. Like his mom. Godddd. </3 And this also shows that Chris still thinks highly of his dad. He sees that his dad is a good guy, but women in his life still leave. Goddddddd.
- Bye Natalia, you will not be missed. Buck and Natalia broke up off screen because “all she wanted to talk about was death.” And thus I liked Eddie’s comment to Buck, “Welcome back to the living.” Indeed!
- I’m into this exploration of Bobby and Athena seeing what they are “without all the chaos.” Poor Bobby he was trying so hard with Athena on this cruise, being so patient. And don’t think I didn’t miss his heavy implication of, “we can just stay in bed the rest of the time ;)).”
- Soooo much Eddie on my screen THANK GOD. 💕💕💕
- Sooo much Buck and Eddie! Together! Being friends and helping each other out in parenting!!!
- Hen being one hell of a captain. 💕
- All three parents - Eddie, Buck, and Shannon - sitting in the same spot on Chris’s bed. 🫠
- I’d been wondering for so long about Chris’s thoughts about Shannon. So he did recognize that she left. Based on him reading the letter and standing the picture back up, I’m guessing…. he’s at peace now about his mom? Or getting there??
- Honestly I loved the hot tub 911 call where Eddie was so compassionate about calming down the woman. It was a funny scene, but not cringey. Ryan and the actress played it with such sincerity that it worked.
- This episode was definitely a good intro for new viewers. It shows the Buckley-Diaz family of it all, Buck and Eddie with a very close friendship, Hen in a captain role, Chimney and Maddie and their upcoming marriage talk, Shannon and who she is to Eddie and Chris, Buck is single, Eddie is dating but you really don’t need to know more about the who fghjhkb, and how close the 118 are.
- There were quite a few callbacks to episodes in seasons 2 and 3, which was so neat to see.
- Shirtless Eddie…. 🫠 Buck saw it too mmmmm. 🫠
- Maddie and Chimney were so cute. =)))
- This whole pirates or whatever they are taking over the cruise ship story is fun! Can’t wait to see how it continues to play out.
- Eddie is a nester. Hmmmm. And Buck pointing out - something about he and Shannon barely dating before she got pregnant and boom! Marriage.
- Buck and Eddie being battle boyfriends. 😌💕
I think I got everything haha. Again, what a great start to the new season! I'm feeling good about what's to come. =D
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my boy, my boy 💗 i am so proud of you 💗 and i know Elvis & Lisa Marie are too 💗
of course i am disappointed at the oscar’s loss BUT at the end of the day, we still won in so many other ways & areas - we’ve come a long way & it’s been quite a journey & there is SO MUCH to celebrate outside of one award - our boy & this movie was winning awards left & right all season
golden globes & baftas are HUGE win’s especially for this stage in his career plus awards are bullshit anyway i never cared or paid attention to them until now
one award does not dictate or null the success, impact & love this movie has cultivated
art in any form is subjective
to paraphrase my other fav boy, Harry Styles’ grammy speech:
“I think on nights like tonight it’s important for us to remember there is no such thing as ‘best’ in music art. I don’t think any of us sit in the studio on set making decisions on what is going to get us one of these [awards],”
and Jon Batiste’s speech:
"I believe this to my core, there is no best musician, best artist, best dancer, best actor - the creative arts are subjective and they reach people at a point in their lives when they need it most. It's like a song or an album is made and it's almost like it has a radar to find the person when they need it the most."
and the movie, austin & elvis certainly found us when we needed it the most - i whole heartedly believe that 💗
it might be the end of an era, but there is a new beginning on the horizon & i can’t wait to be there with you all 🌅💕
i know that i will look back at this time with such happiness & fondness, i’ve made such great friends & memories - i cherish it all
i won all of you guys & that’s a pretty fucking good win in my book 💗
i love y’all so much 💗
-mel xx
#🥀🍉#i am extremely proud of him#am i still awake at 5:30 am?#yes i am#did i stay awake emotionally dumping into the sims#yes i did#and what of it#as always this is so long for no reason#sorry lol#both my boys austin & harry have been under so much scrutiny hatred and criticism this award season 😔😔😔 it makes me so sad#it wasn’t all for nothing#it has been everything#austin butler#oscar’s 2023#elvis#elvis presley#austin butler elvis#elvis 2022#also i am so sick of the elvis voice discourse it’s so dumb#mel thoughts#mel speaks#? idk
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So busy lately. Working again after 3 1/2 years of not being able to because of a medical condition I had that required to different surgeries. If feels really good to be back to normal. I enjoyed this year’s 2023 Oscars show. I have to say the best in years. I loved a lot of the movies that were nominated so that obviously made a difference. Happy for all the Oscar winners and even the ones that were just nominated. I will probably be making posts about it in the next couple of days and then can’t wait to see Sam’s new movie. Also, for The Last Kingdom movie on Netflix and Season 7 of Outlander to come out soon. Sorry I’ve been MIA lately from tumblr but the Outlander fandom here on tumblr can be too negative at times and it was affecting my health! I feel so much better now. Plus, tumblr has been messing with my notifications and I haven’t been receiving them or some of my DM messages either. It can be very annoying. Oh, congratulations to Graham McTavish and his new bride on their lovely wedding! I love them both!!!
My favorite new couple and they are engaged too. Alexander Dreymon and Allison Williams. 💕💕💕They stunned on the Oscars carpet. Absolutely gorgeous! 🤩🤩
So cute! 🥰🥰 The best dressed and hottest couple at the 2023 Oscars Awards Show. ❤️🔥🔥😍😍
Exquisitely beautiful!!!
Loved her pink gown!!! 💖 It was perfect 👌🏻
#outlander starz#sam heughan#caitriona balfe#graham mctavish#scotland#outlander fandom#alexander dreymon#allison williams#netflix#tlk#the last kingdom#seven kings must die#oscar2023
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apologies as always for how incoherent I get when talking about mileven lmao but I’m having thoughts about them again and how important mike is to el, and how consistently there for her he is, and how that plays into st4 vol 2 especially.
as soon as mike meets her, he’s listening to her. he doesn’t tell her it’s weird when she says no to closing the door, he finds an in between and asks her if it’s okay with her before walking away. he spends 353 days listening for her, and reminding her that he’s there for her whenever she’s ready. he listens in s3 and thinks over what she said, and even in the midst of all this when she’s hurting or in trouble he shows up for her and defends her against flayed billy and holds her when it’s over and she’s exhausted, then apologizes and encourages her to be her own person and pursue what makes her happy, while making clear that he wants to be there with her when she does. he pays attention, and he remembers what happened when el turned herself to dust to save them all in s1 so he stands up for her in s3 when she won’t stand up for herself bc no one else there (except lucas, who also comes through for el in a big way) understands what el has been through and how far she’ll push herself for others bc she feels like it’s all on her. mike again is there for her in s4, crossing half the country to prove that he’ll always be there for her.
and to me that’s the crux of his speech to her. el’s series-long arc, to me, is about guilt and feeling solely responsible and alone. so it’s so powerful to me that she tells brenner he’s at fault, not her, and at the end of that she has mike right there, who led a multi-day, endless search across the desert for her, showing her she’s never doing anything alone anymore. but, naturally, when faced with the stress of seeing max being hurt, she slips back into the guilt and gets incredibly overwhelmed (especially bc she has henry constantly blaming her), so what helps her get through is mike. and to me it’s not even really about the “I love you,” to me it’s about the “I’m right here” and the “i can’t lose you” and “I need you to fight.” that’s what it’s always been about. when el is faced with all this pressure and is falling back into that place where she thinks it’s all on her, when she’s feeling powerless and alone and immense guilt, mike is there to say “this is not all on you, I’m right here, I’m always gonna be right here, you’re never alone in doing this anymore.” and to me, that’s what that scene is all about. he says I can’t fight this the way you can but I’m here for you and I always will be. please come back to me. and she does! she always comes back to him like he always comes back to her 💕
there’s a beautiful children’s book I love about grief, and in it one of the characters has a huge block she has to drag around, and her new friend comes up to her and asks her to hang out, and she says “maybe tomorrow?” bc she doesn’t feel she can move the block or let go of it. and over the course of the book, the new friend keeps coming back, and listens, and helps the grieving character pull the block until she can talk about her grief, and the block gets smaller. it doesn’t go away, and it’s still hers, but her new friend helps her with it and stays with her and it gets smaller. and it just makes me cry all the time bc like…that’s what love is!!!!
and that’s what mike does for el. el has gone through so much terrible shit, but mike is always there to listen to her and help her carry it. he never stops waiting for her, he never stops writing to her, he never stops looking for her, he’s always there at the end of each season to listen to her.
and we hear from mike that el still thinks it’s all her fault, but she told mike she feels that way!! that is a huge step!! even if she does still feel solely responsible at this incredibly low point, she knows that she can share that feeling with mike. a part of her knows she’s not alone even in the moments she feels most alone bc mike always shows up for her and listens to her. when visiting max in the hospital, el leans on mike. even in her darkest moments of isolation and guilt, she knows instinctively that she can lean on mike.
and that’s where their relationship is for me. in every single time they say to each other, “I’m here.”
#god i love them so much do you understand how much I love them#st said healing is not linear and mike will be there to weather every up and down with her#yeah they’ll mess it up sometimes bc they’re both traumatized kids but in the end they’re always gonna be there for each other#mileven#st4#grief tw#angst cw#abuse mention
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Finally finished all the new episodes! Therefore I’m screaming all my thoughts at you guys cause I’m a dumb mess and you guys are the only people who tolerate my gibberish!
Jailbroken
-Oh my poor sweet idiots..
-oh lord they’re trying to escape-
-Let them out of the gay baby jail box! They’ve done nothing wrong! >:(
-I will continue to argue the absurdity of Inkwell Isles justice system. Cupsy & Mugsy steal cookies: jail time. Saltbaker attempts three counts of murder: community service-
-Mugman would make the best of prison-
-Miss Cyclops my beloved 💕
-Mugsy immediately being down to get out when he saw Cuphead get upset was genuinely wholesome 💕 (the two fight a lot this season so I treasure every wholesome moment-)
-They’re happy to be grounded akajshsj lmao-
Charmed and Dangerous
-Boys you ain’t getting those cookies sweeties stop trying
-Chalice! 💛💛💛
-Of course she has a mob after her
-She continues to a master of manipulation. Good for her.
-the Goat-
-they fucking stole his car-
-Hilda!! 💕💕
-Aaaandd they crashed-
-Oh hey! The mob! :D wait that’s bad-
-“Remember when I said I was lying about the angry mob? Well, the funny thing is, I was lying about lying about the angry mob!”
-“And it’s true. Chalice is a lying grifting friend-abandoning thief who-“ well damn Mugsy go off I guess-
-Boo! 👻
A High Seas Adventure!
-This is probably one of my favorites-
-BOYS PUT THOSE SWORDS DOWN OH LORD-
-Brineybeard! :D my favorite simp!
-Y’all are sleeping on “Sweets for me Sweet”, it’s genuinely catchy-
-I strive to be that parrot, sassy lil shit-
-💕💕CALA MARIA 💕💕
-He’s so in love-
-“Cala Marrrria!! Hiiiiii!!”
-“You talk to much.” Her.. her voice 😳
-THEY BROKE HIS FUCKING LEGS-
-Yes! Slay Queen! We live a girl loving being an absolute monster!
-Same Mugsy-
-Briney is respectful and I feel everyone forgets that. Won’t call Cala anything she doesn’t wanna be called.
-Overall I was a huge Calabeard shipper back in like 2017 so this episode really made me happy-
-Mugsy’s a real pirate 💕🥹
Another Brother
-How the hell do they get into town now that I think about it- there’s a hug ass cliff there-
-Protective Mugsy-
-Ew Bowlboy-
-Boys please get along once this season-
-“Chess?!! Without helmets???!!!”
-He.. he wants to.. be.. Cuphead. Stay away from my boy you lil shit-
-Anddd goodbye Bowlboy! You creepy lil shit! (affectionate & derogatory)
Sweet Temptation
-And Cuphead knows no self restraint. Who’s really shocked.
-Mugsy how the hell is your Candy not expired. Also who the fuck eats candy like that-
-Cupsy got the boot 😔
-Hey! Sugarland!
-*gasp* BARONESS!! 💕💕
-She’s cursed? Can we get more of her lord please-
-Lmao Cupsy knows what’s up- I’m genuinely shocked he had enough common sense to know the classic lured to eat candy by some lady who wants to eat me routine-
-Gee. Wonder when these two specific rules will be broken.
-And they’re immediately broken.
-Oh lord she really is deranged-
-My lil gummy and ginger boys 🥺 oh lord don’t eat them-
-Whippet Creampup is genuinely scary what the hell-
-KETTLE NO-
The I Scream Man
-Mugsy faking sick- ..I can’t say shit I’ve done it before.
-“Errands!!” :D
-My boy wants to be a pirate so bad it’s so cute-
-Calamug shippers y’all are winning this episode with his lil crush. Not my cup of tea but good for y’all. ☺️
-Ice Cream Man- (derogatory)
-Imma be honest and say I honestly thought he was Bowlboy disguised to torment Mugman. He has Bowlboy vibes.
-MUGSY PUT THE CONE DOWN-
-Don’t throw sprinkles in my boy’s eyes!! >:v
-Aaaannnd reading ruined.
-DON’T YOU RUN MY BOY OVER- >:V
-His stupid ass hat-
-.. He spoiled the book. KILL HIM-
-Feral Mugman is best Mugman.
Piano Lesson
-Look at my baby 🥹 living his dream- oh it is a dream. Oh.
-My grandpa always sings this old song about crawdads and I may have hummed it the entirety of the episode because they kept showing up-
-Hey Ludwig! He’s an NPC guy! :)
-Bitch how is you’re limo that long-
-Moogman
-My baby is trying his best ok-
-As a former piano student. Yes Mugman. That instrument is actual hell ti get to sound right.
-Hey! Look at Cupsy! My boy doing great- 🥰 MUGMAN NO-
-“What have I told you about using my hedge trimmer’s to mutilate your brother?”
-And more unhinged Mugman-
-Ludwig! You dirty thief! >:V
-Oh lord and he’s fucking dead-
-That moment at the end was genuinely cute-
Release the Demons!
-My other favorite episode 💕
-Honestly I feel Devil on the anger issues- same dude- same-
-Henchman is trying his best-
-“And of course! He couldn’t name twinkle twinkle little star!!!!-“
-And.. they’re all dead-
-Lil baby Cuphead & Mugman- 🥺🥺🥹🥹🥹
-Their lil coats are so cute-
-💕DICE!!💕
-“And then he had this ..sweater! And it was invisible, and impenetrable, and dumb-“
-Dice Henchman friendship?-
-Hey! I like the funny lil round boy! Hope nothing bad happens to him! (I was soon to be wrong-)
-I love how the gate to Hell is just.. there. Anyone in Inkwell Isles can just go through it.
-Dice you gotta get in your work to!
-And he’s a smooth talker like always
-Have I mentioned how cute Cuphead & Mugman are this episode?
-NOOOO!! LIL ROUND BOY!! DICE WHY-
-Devil in a towel Devil in a towel Devil in
-The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse?!- 👀
-annndd they want pie.
-Cuphead is (legally) free!! :D (Devil clearly doesn’t care but I’m still happy for my boy)
-Stickler you bold lil shit-
-I’ve actually been wondering if the sweater affected all demons or just the Devil. So this answers my question.
-This episode exists to ruin Devil’s day.
Dead Broke
-Chalice! 💛 my favorite spooky girl!
-ICE CREAM MAN- (double derogatory)
-This plan actually completely works on paper. Just saying.
-Sally Stageplay!! :D she’s rocking her outfit can I just say- slay Queen!
-“Do you have any idea what’s it like to be stuck in the same house as your sibling, day in and day out?” “Yep.” Felt that-
-Feel this is supposed to be a reference to how Chalice kept getting kidnapped by ghosts in the game.
-NO!! MY BABIES ICE CREAM MONEY-
Rat’s All Folks!
-Well damn Elder Kettle what that fly ever do to you-
-Aw they’re making him a cake (oh. It’s so he’ll do something for them. Seems about right.)
-Werner Werman!! The bastard! :D
-“We don’t know that’s how he got in.” “That’s how I got in.”
-Cheeky bastard-
-He ate the cake!! >:V damnit-
-Stop torturing my boys please-
Say Cheese
-Another fight
-AMUSEMENT PARK- MOVIES- AMUSEMENT PARK- MOVIES- AMUSEMENT PARK- MOV-
-Look at them in their dumb lil suits-
-Kettle’s dark origin story-
-OH LORD WHERE’D HE GET A FLAMETHROWER- (He just.. has that in the back of his truck??)
-Guess it’s bully Elder Kettle hours
-Mugman who’s side are you on-
-Kettle put the golf club down-
-I like that bee cop lady-
-Oh my gosh they’re still wanted-
-Shouldn’t the statue of limitation on Kettle’s charges be up?? I don’t know the statue on limitation on arson but he did that in his youth and he’s an ol grandpa now-
-Yeah! Family mugshots! :D
Lost in the Woods
-This whole episode is just the grasshopper and the ant in some way
-Don’t split up- annnddd they split.
-Cupsy just get bullied by wildlife for 14 minutes
-Lil feral Cuphead lil lil feral Cuphead lil fer-
-How the hell did he- Mugsy you should go into real estate! Look how quick you made that cabin!
-Mugsy tries to kill Cuphead this season: Part 2!
-Cuphead’s such a lil gremlin this episode-
The Devil’s Pitchfok
-My other favorite episode! (That also hurts me-)
-It’s a beautiful day in Inkwell Hell! *distant screaming*
-Devil is such a pathetic lil cat man- feel that-
-The writer is- audacious- I mean go off dude write an article dissing the fucking Devil-
-He deserves to have fun! :D burn that city down!
-Mugsy is just the type of older brother who unknowingly embarrasses you-
-Devil & Henchman getting all giddy about Devil’s work is genuinely so wholesome-
-De-Dev you forgot something- andddd he’s gone. This won’t go horribly wrong.
-And they found it- oh lord now there’s fire-
-Mugsy, sweetie, never change.
-Think they’ve just killed people with pasta
-He made Mount Mugmore! 🥹 That’s so cute- oh hi Devil.
-Mugsy & Cupsy bully Devil, part.. uh.. lost track at this point.
-“Goodbye to Cuphead.”
-NOOOOOOOOO!!
-Dude the fucking guilt on his face-
-NOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
#my blog#cuphead#the cuphead show#cuphead: ddwtd#cuphead show#mugman#ms chalice#bowlboy#elder kettle#cuphead the devil#king dice#henchman cuphead#cala maria#captain brineybeard#baroness von bon bon#sally stageplay#hilda berg#werner werman#and now to wait for the next one-#I have many drawing to start sketching-
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Sugar Mommies, Season 2, Pt:3
Welcome back to another part, my loves!
Part 4 will be posted in two weeks as I am away travelling next weekend. So Part 4 will be released on the 20th November💕💕
As always, enjoy my lovies! 💕
“I didn’t mean it.”
Really.
That’s the honest truth.
You hadn’t intended to slap Carol’s ass.
Just like you hadn’t intended to eat a family size pack of your favourite chocolate the night before.
It’s not your fault you walked into your bedroom as she was bending over putting on her socks.
With her amazing ass just right in your view.
Really; what else were you supposed to do?
It would have been criminal to not slap her ass.
You acted on impulse.
Something you don’t think would help your case much.
“Really. I didn’t.”
Carol glares down at you, her hand tightening around your throat as she pushes your body harder against the bedroom door.
“Check in, kitten. What colour?”
“G-green.”
“If I could lift you up by just your neck - and trust me, the thought of doing that is all I’m thinking of right now - I would. God, you can’t not be a fucking brat, can you?”
“I -”
“You do not get to talk right now, kitten.”
“But -”
“Stop. Talking.”
“Wait I -”
Carol’s hand abruptly leaves your neck and tangles in your hair.
She yanks you harshly against her shoulder.
You whimper, you verbally whimper as you battle with your brain to keep quiet.
“If you value sitting for the next week, Y/N, I really suggest you listen to me.” Carol says. “Now stop talking. Brats don’t get the luxury of verbal communication. Or their fucking nicknames.”
You swallow thickly.
“Did you slap my ass?” Carol asks. “Nod or shake your head only.”
You meekly nod.
“Did you do it to be a brat?”
You quickly shake your head, wanting to plead your innocence.
“Okay. Thank you. Do you understand that you’re still gonna get punished?”
At that, you pout but nod.
“You don’t get to slap your captain's ass, understood?”
You nod.
“Do you think I’m gonna spank your ass for your punishment?” Carol asks.
You nod again.
Carol mercifully lets go of your hair; instead she grips your upper arm and tows you over to your desk.
She plops you into your seat and tells you not to move.
You try to, because it’s you; and when you turn, it’s Carol’s face you’re met with.
“You’re really testing my patience today, Y/N.”
You turn your face back so quickly, hating the way your cheeks blush.
You can only stare, completely shocked, as a piece of paper and a pen is placed before you.
“You’re to write lines as your punishment. Understood?”
You sigh and then nod.
Sensing your question, Carol leans over you; deliberately pressing her chest into your back so you’re trapped between her and your desk.
She takes the pen from where it lies and writes at the top of the page: I will not slap my captain's ass.
You’d laugh if you could.
But you’re far too nervous to try.
She can’t be serious.
“I’m serious, Y/N.” Carol replies. “All I want is one page. It’s not that much. 10 minutes. Maximum.”
Carol passes you the pen and kisses your head.
“Get to work, Y/N.”
You expect her to move away, to give you at least some breathing room to work with but she doesn’t.
Carol says exactly where she is, smirking when she hears you let out a small whimper.
“Oh and,” she plucks your phone from your pocket, dangling it in front of your face. “My little girl can’t have any distractions while she does her lines, now can she?”
You glare at her.
Carol winks back.
“Go on.” She says.
Still you don’t write anything.
“Tick tock, Y/N...The sooner you write them, the sooner this is all over. Or I’ll make it two pages.”
The first line is the most humiliating.
You feel like a petulant child, writing lines in detention.
Seven words.
Seven simple words.
You write them in the type of writing you normally would; nothing different about it.
Only…Carol has something to say when she sees your first line, tutting softly against the shell of your ear.
“That’s a bit big, don’t you think? I think your writing needs to be much smaller, Y/N.”
“I swear to God -”
Carol’s hand moves insanely fast to cover your mouth, near slapping your face in the process.
“Brats don’t get to talk.” Carol says. “You ignore my rule again and you will write the rest of your lines on your knees by my legs, is that understood?”
You nod, fighting the urge to lick the inside of Carol’s hand.
She keeps her hand over your mouth, holding you to her deliberately for a few seconds longer; looking so satisfied with herself.
When you glare, she chuckles.
“Problem, Y/N?”
You shake your head, a muffled, “nuh-huh.” mercifully going unpunished from Carol.
“Get to work, little girl. We don’t have all day.” Carol kisses your head and removes her hand. “If you want that coffee date that is.”
You’re not even ashamed of how quickly that catches your attention.
Your next sentence you make sure you write smaller and when you get Carol’s hum in agreement, you move onto the next line.
“Wait.” She says. “There’s still space there. Fill it up please.”
You suck on your tongue to keep your reply quiet; but you do as you’re told, filling in the rest of the line.
Over and over you go and, once she’s happy, Carol mercifully gives you space, walking across your room.
But instead of leaving you in peace, she perches herself on the edge of your bed, watching you expectantly.
“Come on, Y/N. Chop chop.”
You switch from writing to all in capitals when you reach the 20th line.
But it proves to be harder work so you change to writing in all lower case.
Towards the end, your attention, and your patience runs out; and you see your handwriting growing sloppier.
Messier in fact.
You force yourself to stop, stretching out your stiff back.
When you turn to Carol, you give her your best pout.
“What’s the matter, baby?” Carol pouts back at you before standing. “Do you need to sit on your Captain’s lap? Is it too hard for your dumb little brain to finish such a simple task?”
She scoops you effortlessly from your chair and sits herself down before settling you on top of her lap.
“Write the last couple of your lines. Make sure they’re neat for me and then we can go and get coffee, okay?”
You fight your inner brat the entire time you finish your lines, gripping the pen a little harder than necessary.
When you reach the last line, Carol decides to rest her chin on your shoulder and watches.
She watches as you try to fit the last sentence on the one line; squishing the last two s's together with your tongue sticking out from between your lips.
When you’re finished, you look back at her happily - and possibly a little smugly too.
Carol looks down at your paper and tilts her head.
“I’m half tempted to have you read them out to me.”
Your eyes widen and Carol just smiles.
“I’m messing with you, kitten.”
She pulls you in and kisses your lips.
“We’ll save that for the next time I think.” Carol replies. “Good girl for writing your lines, I’m so proud of you.”
When you don’t reply, the blonde kisses you again.
“You can talk, angel. Your punishment is finished.”
“Thank you, Captain.” You wrap your arms around her neck and kiss her deeply, groaning when her tongue fills your mouth.
Your phone clatters to the ground.
You really should be mad; you should find that bratty attitude you had before and fling it right in Carol’s face.
But…you can’t.
Not when you’re sucking on Carol’s tongue and wondering if it’s possible to have a quick fuck on the desk chair you and MJ built.
You suck on it sloppily, slurping up as much of her as you can and when you try to pull back; Carol only grips onto you harder.
Her fingers dig into your sides.
“Come here.”
She pulls back slightly to allow you to reposition yourself, to turn so you’re sitting more comfortably on her lap, with your legs either side of her own.
“I could get used to you like this.” Carol murmurs, nipping at your bottom lip, grinning when you inhale sharply.
“Oh? Is that so, Captain?”
“Mhm,” comes her reply. “My beautiful little sub on my lap. Could life get any better?”
You try desperately not to grind your hips down, especially when Carol begins to kiss at your jaw.
“I - um…”
“Aw, kitten. Did I make you speechless?”
You can’t help but smile.
“Maybe.”
“Good. It’s my new favourite pastime.”
You giggle when Carol kisses a ticklish spot just under your jaw.
“Oh, is that so?”
“Mhm.” Carol leans back and looks at you. “Your chest blushes when you get flustered. And you find it really hard to maintain eye contact too.”
You really don’t know how to reply, opting to run your tongue over your bottom lip instead while your brain desperately tries to think of some words.
That catches Carol’s interest.
“I wanna suck on that tongue.”
“Do it then.”
Carol drags you closer, eyes never leaving your mouth.
“Maybe suck on your nipples until you’re grinding on my lap.”
“Yes please.”
“And then throw you on the bed and suck on your clit so you can make those pretty noises for me.”
You lean down and kiss up Carol’s neck.
“Go on, captain.” You whisper, moving to suck the tip of her ear into her mouth.
Carol’s hands slide under your shirt, dragging her nails down your back.
Her breath shakes as you let out a small moan.
You hear your bedroom door opening before you have time to react.
“WHY ARE YOU IN MY HO - OH MY EYES! MY EYES!”
You and Carol jerk apart.
You’d have toppled to the floor if Carol didn’t have an iron grip on you.
“Careful, careful,” she mutters, keeping you trapped on her lap, her thumb rubbing at you reassuringly.
Carol doesn’t care for the intrusion; if it wasn’t for you reacting so uncomfortably; she would have gladly continued with an audience.
Standing at your doorway, holding a frying pan above her head, is MJ; while Peter stands next to her.
“Oh - oh my God.” MJ’s cheeks are red as she desperately tries to look everywhere but at you and Carol.
The frying pan falls limp to her side.
Something which the blonde finds very amusing.
“What’s the matter, MJ? Never seen your best friend in a compromising position before?”
You hit her shoulder.
“It’s hardly a compromising position.”
“Would you like me to change that?” Carol is very serious when she says this.
“No thank you.”
“Tone down the attitude, little one.” Carol pecks your lips. “What would you like, MJ? You’re lingering.”
“I just - a warning next time, so I don’t bash your skulls in with a frying pan, okay?”
“I’d like to see you try, MJ, but okay. Next time I will hang one of Y/N’s bra from the door handle for you, okay?”
“Smartass.”
Carol shrugs.
“And yet you’re still here.” The blonde continues. “I will happily continue if you’d like to watch. Y/N makes some lovely noises when I -”
Your bedroom door gets slammed shut before Carol can finish and you let out a bark of laughter.
“Will you ever stop teasing her?” You ask.
“When it stops being funny, yes.”
You hum in reply and lean down to capture her lips with yours once again.
“I’m afraid though, the mood has shifted.” You sigh. “Even though I really, really want to carry on…I’d rather not hear MJ and Peter have sex.”
Carol groans and leans back on the chair.
“I would rather not hear that either.”
“Rain check?”
Carol tickles your sides before removing her hands from under your shirt.
“If we must.” She sighs. “If we were at my place, I’d have you screaming under me right now. Just saying.”
“Maybe we can change that later…” You twirl some of her hair. “Spend the night at yours so we’re not cramped on my single bed…”
“But we’ll only be sleeping…” Carol tilts her head. “Why would we need the extra space, kitten?”
Grabbing her face with sudden confidence, you kiss her with such hunger that you nearly wind yourself.
“Because, Captain.” You say, “I want you to fuck me senseless later.”
Her hand snaps to your neck again.
“Such foul language, kitten.” She growls. “Say it again.”
“Happily, Captain.”
20 minutes and 4 new hickey's on your neck later, you and Carol emerge from your bedroom hand in hand.
And leave the apartment in a very loud fashion so MJ definitely knows you’re going.
The two of you reemerge into society, the sun blinding you both for a moment as you pass the doorway; and while Carol is her usual confident self, you’re very aware of the large marks she left on your neck.
Carol takes your hand as it subconsciously tries to hide them when you pass an elderly lady with her shopping.
“You did it to yourself, baby.” She says. “Don’t poke me if you can’t handle the consequences.”
“I know.” You grumble. “I just didn’t think you’d do 4.”
Humming, Carol lets you walk ahead through a particularly congested part of the sidewalk; smugly knowing you’re as red as a tomato.
Once you’re back together, hands reunited, Carol glances at her work.
“Well, one was for the swearing, baby. You know we don’t like our pretty little thing using such foul words -”
“ - even if you asked me to repeat it?”
“ - even though you asked me to repeat it, kitten. Why'd you think I gave you funishment?”
You look at Carol, smiling.
“I’ve never had a funishment before.”
Carol lightly slaps your ass.
“Well now you have, baby girl.” She replies. “Where was I? The second one was because you said I wouldn’t do it and when do I ever back down from a challenge? The last two were purely self indulgent. I couldn’t help myself.”
“Oh? And why is that?”
Carol shrugs.
“I have no idea. Maybe we should test this theory again when we’re back at my apartment? See just how loud you can get.”
A man and wife walking past the two of you both glance in your direction when Carols says this, and you quickly decide the sidewalk looks beautiful.
“You’re so easy to fluster, I love it.”
“Oh shut up.”
You’re too flustered to even register you’re at the coffee shop and Carol has to pull on your hand to stop you walking.
She eyes a cluster of seagulls as they perch on the roof.
“Wha - oh.”
Ever the gentlewoman, Carol holds the door open for you and allows you to walk inside first.
From your jacket pocket, your phone begins to buzz.
“I swear to God, if this is MJ.”
“What do you want to order, babe?” Carol asks as you take your cell out.
“My usual please.”
You check your phone and let out an excited squeal.
“It’s Nat!”
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Also, this - “Promise you’ll come back to me.” - with a vulnerable Tommy please. 🥺🥺 The rest is up to you!
Thanks so much for these! I hope you like what I came up with! ☺️💕
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Promise
(Gif by @thesoldiersminute)
Warnings: language, weapons, season 5 spoilers
Ok, so I’m thinking that this’ll take place at Mosely’s rally...in the time after everything goes down and Tommy’s spiralling.
(Y/N)’s sitting in one of the back rooms because she came along with Tommy but didn’t want to be anywhere that she could see what was going on. She knew what his plan was - she got him to share it to her after one night of incessant badgering and telling him that her not knowing would make her sick, and she just couldn’t will herself to witness it.
And you can’t really hear much backstage where she is either, so she has no clue of the chaos that’s happening in the event hall. So she literally jumps when the door to the room flys open and Tommy storms through it.
“What the fuck is she doing here?” is his first question as he motions to Jessie Eden with the revolver that he was holding.
(Y/N) furrows her eyebrows. She can easily tell that something’s off with her husband by the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice. Jessie’s just kind of standing there with wide eyes, as she has no clue of what to do. “She wanted to stay back and see how the rally went. What’s going on, Tom?” (Y/N) asks, but her question falls on deaf ears as Tommy whips around to greet whoever had just opened the door with a cocked gun.
“It’s us,” Arthur announces as he and Johnny Dogs step inside the room with their hands up. He then tells Tommy of what’s happened behind the scenes; of how Aberama had been killed and how they’d tried to kill him too. His eyes then fall on Jessie, who was still standing next to (Y/N). He asks the same question that Tommy did as he looks her up and down.
Tommy’s already rambling on about how he didn’t know what happened and that ‘they’ knew everything. Before giving more away though, his eyes hone in on the two women. “Johnny, get these women out of here,” he orders the other man in the room. Johnny nods as he then walks over to them in attempts to usher them out.
“No. I want to know,” Jessie tries to get Tommy to change his mind as she begins to walk to the door with Johnny’s help.
(Y/N), on the other hand, hasn’t moved a step. See, Johnny knew better to put his hand on Tommy’s wife, even if it was to try and get her out of the room like Tommy had ordered him to. “I’m not going anywhere,” she says, her voice firm as she crosses her arms over her chest.
“You need to go, (Y/N),” Tommy insists, desperation in his voice.
“No, Tom,” she holds her ground as her eyes meet his, “I’m your fucking wife. I deserve to know what happened.”
Tommy sighs. He can’t deal with this now on top of everything else. “Johnny, wait outside with Jessie. (Y/N) will be out shortly,” he tells the man, who nods and leaves the room with the woman who was by his side.
“What’s going on, Tom?” Arthur asks as he watches Tommy start to pace the room again. “You said someone knew. Who...who knew?” he says his words carefully, knowing that they were all standing on thin ice now. Tommy looked as if he was going to explode at any second.
“I don’t know who it was,” Tommy says as he then goes into muttering some possibilities of who could of foiled his plan. He ends with the possibility of the very man he was trying to bring down as he locked his eyes onto his brother, “Mosely knew nothing! He knew nothing!” he exclaims, and (Y/N) flinches at the sound of his voice. She’d been with Tommy for a good number of years now, and only on a few occasions has he gotten like this. It scared her because she didn’t know what would happen, or what he would do.
Tommy then sits down on the chair in front of the vanity he’d just kicked and fixes his eyes on the floor. “You’re fucking frightening me, Tom,” Arthur says in a soft voice as he tried to keep his emotions in check.
“It doesn’t make sense. Who? Who? Who?” he keeps repeating the single word, each coming out more desperate than the last.
“You must know, Tom. You must know who,” Arthur says then, and it was almost as if he was trying to help his brother remember. “You’re fucking scaring me here.”
“Who? Who!” the volume of Tommy’s voice raises again as he kicks the vanity for a second time. (Y/N) flinches again, but she knows that she needs to try to break through to him. She just doesn’t know how she’s going to.
So she moves over to him and gently places her hand on his shoulder, hoping that her touch would ground him. “Tommy,” she whispers and he turns to look at her, his eyes wide and wild. “What’s going on?” she dares to ask as she only had gotten a tidbit of what happened from when Arthur came in.
“I need to go,” Tommy says, swallowing before he continues, “I need to go and you need to go too. Johnny Dogs’ll take you somewhere...somewhere safe. You need to go with him, (Y/N), because I need to go,” he begins talking in circles, and (Y/N) can see the coils unraveling in his thoughts as he scrambles to try and figure out his next steps.
“Tom...”
“You need to go, (Y/N)!” he cuts her off, his voice raising, but not with the intention of yelling at her. He was under so much stress at the moment that he couldn’t control it. “You need to fucking go, right now...please,” he lowers his voice again, his eyes meeting hers so that she could see the dire necessity he was speaking with.
(Y/N) nods and tries to swallow the lump in her throat, but to no avail. “Ok, Tom. Just...just promise me you’ll be ok. Promise you’ll come back to me,” she says as she squeezes his shoulder gently. Tommy doesn’t say anything. He only nods and reaches up to rest his hand on top of hers for a moment.
“Go,” he whispers then and (Y/N) nods, knowing that it’d be better to listen to him instead of arguing anymore. She takes one last look at him (hoping that it’s not the last time that she’ll see him) before she drops her hand and moves to the door of the room.
She then meets up with Johnny Dogs and Jessie Eden, and the three of them rush out of the event hall to a waiting truck out back. (Y/N) tries to keep her tears in as Johnny drives them to wherever he was taking them. All that she could do now is hope that her husband will be ok, and able to make it back to her safely again.
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