#i’m not over 144 okay
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okay first your writing is AMAZING!! second - for a request, white and gold with #5 and #144 please?
sleepy - matty healy
(mdni) in which you just let your boyfriend take care of you. part of the white and gold universe. 964 words.
You’re exhausted when you finally make it to Matty’s place, the long drive back from your university stressful and overwhelming. It’s worth it, though, to be back in Matty’s arms, his heart thudding steady and familiar where his chest presses against yours. “So happy you’re here, angel,” Matty murmurs into your hair, pulling you impossibly closer. “So glad I get you all to myself.”
“All yours,” you mumble, teetering precariously on the edge of sleep, swaying unsteadily on your feet when he pulls back.
Matty laughs fondly, steadying you with a hand at your waist. “Go sit down, darling. Dinner’s almost ready,” he promises. You yawn all the way through dinner, dozing off on his shoulder when you curl up to watch a movie. “D’you wanna go to bed, love?” Matty asks softly, and you nod, letting him carry you bridal style up the stairs and set you gently on the bed. “Don’t fall asleep just yet, angel. Won’t be comfy like that.”
He undresses you tenderly, analogous from the usual frantic, lust-filled way he takes your clothes off, but he can’t hold back his choked-off little gasp at the sight of your red lace underwear. “D’you like it?” you murmur, faint traces of heat flickering to life in your belly at the way his gaze roves over your body. “Dressed up all pretty for you. M’sorry I’m too tired to let you enjoy it,” you pout.
“Oh, princess, I’m enjoying it plenty, trust me,” he chuckles, fingers skating adoringly over your skin. “So pretty, baby.” You squirm needily under his touch, hips rocking unconsciously upwards. “Oh, not too tired, hm, angel?”
You giggle. “S’okay, I don’t need it. It’ll be better in the morning, anyway. Can get you off too.” Matty presses a finger to your lips, shushing you gently.
“Don’t need you to, baby. Just wanna get you all fucked-out and happy for be before you go to sleep, okay? Lay back and let me take care of you, yeah? I’ll do the work. Let Daddy make you feel good.”
You nod, letting your eyes flutter closed as Matty drags your panties down your legs, throwing them over his shoulder to the floor. Your legs jolt as his lips meet your core, heat coiling in your belly. He laps at you slowly, indulgently, the slow pace exactly what your body needs. “Thank you for letting me do this. Missed this sweet cunt so much, baby. Couldn’t wait to get my hands on you again,” he murmurs, kissing your thighs softly, reverently.
“I love you,” you whimper, threading a hand loosely into Matty’s curls as he buries his tongue in your cunt. You clench around him, his fingers digging into your thighs as he moans into your cunt, the vibration buzzing gloriously up your spine. Pleasure drips slowly down your insides, thick and sticky in your lungs. Your hips grind down against his face, soft moans tumbling from your lips.
“Love you too, princess,” Matty promises, licking broad, flat stripes over your cunt. Your head is hazy, stuffed with cotton wool, your thoughts silenced by tiredness that has your eyelids drooping and bliss that soaks deep into your bones. Matty brings his fingers up to circle over your clit, pleasure sparking under your skin and kissing its way up your body, winding up your spine and buzzing at the base of your skull. “My sweet girl,” he praises, kissing your clit and sliding two fingers into you, your cunt full so fast you choke on a gasp. “So fucking pretty. Such a good girl.”
The praise slides gorgeously around your brain, sickly-sweet in the back of your throat as Matty thrusts his fingers in and out of you, slow and deep and fucking delicious. You don’t think you’ve ever been so relaxed, practically melting into a puddle that drips out over Matty’s lips and chin. “Feels s’good, Daddy,” you slur out, body limp with ecstasy. “Always make me feel so good.”
Matty smirks up at you, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot inside you, sucking on your clit in the same moment. Your body wracks with shudders, your orgasm taking you by surprise as you writhe against his tongue. He covers your thighs and cunt in soft, sweet kisses, worshipping your skin and letting you ride out the aftershocks before he slides his fingers out of you. “My pretty baby,” he murmurs, wiping his fingers on his sheets and crawling up the bed to lay next to you, still fully dressed. He pulls you in for a kiss, the taste of you sweet on his tongue. Carefully, he unhooks your bra and pulls one of his seemingly ubiquitous band tees over your head, smoothing your hair and kissing your forehead softly. “There you go, darling. Can go to sleep now. Thank you for lettin’ me make you feel good, angel.”
“B-But what about you?” you murmur, reaching down to palm his hardness through his jeans.
“We can worry about me later. It’s all about you right now,” Matty promises, pulling his own shirt off and kicking out of his jeans. He curls up next to you on the bed, tracing idle patterns in your skin as you mull over the words. “Go to sleep, darling. I can see you thinkin’, stop it. Don’t have to think if you don’t wanna when you’re with me, remember?”
You tuck yourself into his arms, resting your head against his chest as sleep threatens to overwhelm you. “Can fuck me in the morning if you want,” you murmur sleepily. “Even if m’still asleep. Wanna be good f’you.”
Matty rubs slow, soothing circles into your hip with one thumb, lulling you into dreams. “Always good for me, baby. Always my sweet girl. I love you, angel.”
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Okay! So System Collapse is now published!!!
Whoohoo!
I’m clearly most excited by how Murderbot is dealing with the emotional repercussions of Network Effect, and of course [redacted], but I’m also utterly thrilled to present the updated Fuck Density Data!
I’ve been tracking the density of the word fuck since I noticed the word’s use increase as the series progressed, three (3) in All Systems Red, nine (9) in Artificial Condition and most recently thirty seven (37) in Fugitive Telemetry (order of publication)
I graphed it:
As you can see I boldly made a linear and an exponential prediction of the density of System Collapse (I was pretty sure it was approaching exponential, though some mathematicians I know suggested the linear was equally likely—I dunno, it was my gut feeling was that it was exponential)
SO: the data is in…
And…
At approximately 62500 words and ninety (90) fucks the density is actually 144! A gross!
This is, indeed far closer to the predicted exponential of 160…(to get 160 there would have needed to be 100 fucks, such neat number!)
Amazingly this means that if the next book is the length of Network Effect, and the rate of increase continues the next book would have 250 fucks! (Which seems unlikely, but frankly 90 fucks seemed a lot for a novel this length too—so, I live in thrilled anticipation) 250 fucks would be a fuck almost every other page (maths is similar for All Systems Red)
Currently we have 90 fucks, over 256 pages which works out as over one every three pages…
I think—corrections welcomed, I am delighted to rework graphs etc.
#murderbot#the murderbot diaries#murderbot diaries#system collapse#system collapse meta#not actually spoilers as it literally just includes fuck density
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OMG THOUGHTS: being hasan's partner and another host on fear&? recently started watching the podcast and there's so much chaos going on lol
𝗛𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻 + 𝗙𝗲𝗮𝗿& 𝗖𝗼-𝗵𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿
🔞 One slightly NSFW point
So much to say, so little time…
I’m gonna break this down into scenarios and actual episodes!
QT absolutely lets you come to see Taylor, no questions asked. She loves you.
Will gets you a onesie based on your FAVORITE thing in this episode: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmFb4kgGJ7c&t=2307s
Helping Hasan with his ear and being there to see this and having basically the same reaction as Hasan (41:06): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=urq6k1eL3xw&t=2989s
Your guys’ reactions go viral on twitter and some couples make them into matching pfps.
(Maybe, possibly, trying it out with him?)
Sitting in between him and Will (you would definitely be best friends with Austin and QT but you are by far closest with Will)
On the days that you guys have had an argument, you sit next to QT and Austin sits between Will and Hasan instead, but later in the pod you guys make up:
“Welcome back to the Fear& podcast, today I am joined with my co-hosts: Will, Austin, QT and Y/N.”
“Oh, so I’m Y/N now?”
“Okay- can we just- establish for the podcast. Austin, QT and I got here and found Hasan and Y/N giving each other the silent treatment and I’d just love for you guys to tell the viewers why.” Will points out, sounding very amused.
“He called me Kaya.”
“It was an accident!”
“You think I’m a dog!”
“No I don’t!”
“Yeah, you do! You think I’m a big, slobbering dog!”
“Y/N.”
But then, Austin and Will get up to help the postmates guy get to the house (because you’re in a gated community) and QT has to take a call, leaving you and Hasan alone (minus Marche.)
“I didn’t mean to call you Kaya.”
“Mhm?”
“I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!”
“Sure you are.”
“I love Kaya.”
"Okay?"
“I love you.”
“Okay?”
“In a way it’s a compliment.”
“To be equated to a big, slobbering dog?”
“No. To be equated to another thing I love very much, regardless of what it is! I mean, at least I didn’t objectify you like Steven Crowder did with his wife recently!”
“You have such a way with words, Hasan.”
“I’m very sorry, though, darling.”
“I forgive you. I’m sorry for giving you the silent treatment instead of talking about it.”
The chaos is INSANE!
Getting to have a gossip section with QT every episode <3
Being SUPER hungover (whether you drank or not) on an episode after going to the Abbey with Austin.
If you crochet or knit (like I do) you definitely make a blanket big enough for all of you to share, you make coasters for everyone (including for guests to take home) and even make everyone their own sweater with the “Fear&” logo on it for every holiday <3
Sitting on Hasan’s lap during this episode because there aren’t enough seats: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cIB-ArzKvAk&t=144s
Schlatt teaching you chopsticks on this episode: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eBUQE-LnoaE&t=3922s
Then you teach Hasan how to play and you guys get really competitive over it that you have a whole segment on why Schlatt loves playing it so much and why he would burden such a healthy relationship with such a major competitive sport
Telling relationship stories <3
Either QT taking your food requests over anyone else, or, helping her make requests!
Being BY FAR the funniest host on the podcast, people ask you if your back hurts having to carry it on twitter
Having Kaya in your lap all the time (when she starts getting bigger, she’s able to lay over all three of your laps at the same time)
You and Hasan often spend hours brainstorming episode ideas, discussing potential guests, and planning the overall direction of the podcast
While Hasan is known for his passionate and outspoken approach, your hosting style balances the dynamic. You provide a more measured and analytical perspective, creating a harmonious on-air chemistry that the audience appreciates
When you and Hasan disagree on a topic, it often leads to passionate debates on the podcast. These debates are respectful and engaging, showcasing your ability to “argue” and uphold a healthy, loving relationship
He will ALWAYS respect and ultimately agree with your opinion on who to bring onto the podcast
You both have your own rituals during podcasts to calm everyone down.
People have made compilations of you telling everyone to “breathe” like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVO9f04c2R0
Decorating the room with trinkets you find!
Decorating everyone’s mic with stickers that pertain to them <3
Giving the table a theme every now and again like making it look like a dinner table during the Mormon episode, making it look like a little laboratory, etc.
Doing activities! With the laboratory table in mind, I’m thinking doing those kid’s science kits where you can grow your own crystals, make a robot, and make an erupting volcano!
Making gingerbread houses with everyone (including Marche) even if it’s not the holidays
Painting pottery <3
Drawing
Writing all your worries and frustrations on a plate, only to smash them behind the paywall <3
#hasan piker smut#hasanabi#hasan piker#hasanabi x reader#hasan piker x reader#hasanabi fluff#hasanabi smut#hasan x reader
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“He looks down at his feet, searching for words. When he finds them, he looks up at me with the raw emotion of his father, but without the anger or the pain. “Mother, your inheritance was guilt. Father’s was surrender. Because of you, because of Father, mine is struggle. That is better than guilt. It is better than surrender. I do not blame you. I thank you. You never pretended the world wasn’t broken, even when a broken world favored you.”
Light Bringer, pg.144
I GOT TO THINKIN TODAY ABOUT WHAT PAX SAID ABOUT HIS PARENTS’ INHERITANCE AND I HAD A REVELATION. okay sorry VERY LONG WINDED ESSAY BELOW. (Light Bringer spoilers too)
If Darrow’s inheritance has always been surrender and Virginia’s has always been guilt, then Light Bringer is a study in how they’ve swapped those burdens, and both grew immensely because of it. Virginia is forced to face the reality of surrender to keep Mars from falling. She must learn to sacrifice lives on an unimaginable scale. She literally has to surrender Phobos in order to hold Mars and save lives from a bloody battle over pride. She routinely seeks out the injured and dying to confront those she sacrifices. It’s heart breaking and hard to read at times, but not once did she not feel like the character we grew to love. She stays true to herself while mentioning multiple times that she now understands Darrow’s plight more than ever from the last decade.
Then on the flip side, Darrow is forced to reckon with his insurmountable guilt when he is put on trial before the daughters in the rim to answer for betraying them in order to secure a victory for the core rising/republic. He talks about how that guilt put a wedge between him and his family. That guilt made him feel unworthy of love, and, therefore, unable to properly express his love to those he would give everything for. This mirrors Virginia’s past struggle with one particularly potent example being her inability to believe that Darrow could love her after he reveals his true identity as a red in the tunnel under Lykos at the end of Golden Son. She says
“They are my family!” she shouts, face collapsing into grief. “My father hanged your wife. He hanged her. How can you even look at me?”
I think it’s this guilt (and probably some feelings of utter betrayal, panic, and overwhelm) that led her to leave Darrow in that tunnel and indirectly led him into the Jackal’s trap. Which I’m sure she also feels immense guilt for. But I think a large part of her journey off page and into morning star is her coming to terms with that guilt. In confronting it she learns to be vulnerable with Darrow again and comes to accept that he loves her despite the insane complexity of their history. This culminating with her leaning into her understanding of her part in the society and realizing that it puts her in a place to make a true change. All of this accomplished with an education in immense humility, flexibility, and compromise. Which is the lesson Darrow grapples with and I think truly leans into throughout this book. In a way, he is forced to reckon with how his guilt drove him away from Virginia and Pax and even veered him away from Eo’s dream.
I think on a character based level, this will exponentially strengthen their relationship when (please please Pierce) they finally reunite, and will make them a more formidable pair than even before. They now understand each others struggles in such intimate ways that idk if anyone can stop these two.
Then, on a larger plot based level it speaks to the larger themes of resilience, understanding and the fight for humanity. Virginia finds strength in surrender and Darrow finds redemption in humility and compromise. 
Then, add in some struggle, grit and pixie dust (and a cool head tattoo I guess. WE SEE YOU OVER THERE PAX AKA ADEPT AUGUSTUS. HELL YEAH KEEP IT UP BABY WOO) and the rising might just have a true shot. Not only at victory, but at redemption and continued effort in the name of what is just and good.
#oh wow okay yeah#apparently I had a lot to say#this is….. an essay#I could turn this shit in for a grade#oh well#light bringer#red rising#darrow of lykos#pierce brown#light bringer spoilers#dark age#iron gold trilogy#emma look at this#dark age spoilers#virginia au augustus#pax augustus#pax red rising#adept augustus#HES SO COOL#PAX IS GIVING MAD ENDER WIGGIN VIBES#cassius au bellona#sevro au barca#victra au julii#VICTRA BARCA
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through the hourglass 198. brb x oc
a/n: * sucks air through teeth* y e a (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! they make my nights they really do<3)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: pregnancy, it's baby popping time ( jesus )
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One thing people don’t say about pregnancies was that you could,sometimes, feel like you were drunk.Well,Bea was. She let out a surprised yelp when her shoe slipped out of her foot as she walked past the threshold, “Woops.”
“Woops!” Nikki giggles in her arms, “Woops!”
“Oh you are funny, aren’t you?” she smiles, tickling her daughter’s stomach as the dogs rush over to greet them. Rooster appeared after a few seconds,keys jingling as he closes the front door with his foot, then furrows his brows at a lonely shoe in front of him, “Your daughter think she’s funny.”
He hums happily, holding the shoe for Beatrice to see, arching his brows, “She got it from me- this yours?’ it’s obvious that it was, but he was feeling silly. Maybe it was the beer, it was just one he’s not crazy, or maybe it was just the feeling of…relaxation and pure bliss. He’s happy, he’s happy that she’s happy, so that does give him a little bit of a buzz.
“Yeah,sorry.” she giggles, grabbing it from his hand to plop it back on the ground,slipping her foot into it, “I lost it on the way in and Nikki,” she pokes her daughter’s stomach again, “Mimicked me.”
“Ooops!” the toddler repeats, climbing on Beatrice’s shoulder much for her mother’s surprise, “Woops!”
“Okay,oh God,” she laughs, “Brad!” he’s quick to grab Nicole from her shoulder, holding her to his chest only for her to try to do the same thing to him. “...I don’t think she’s going to sleep.”
“Nope.” he murmurs, “Eh,are you sleepy?”
“Not really.”
‘Then we can stay up.” he shrugs, playing with Nicole’s tiny hands and bringing them to his lips to press quick little kisses against them. When Beatrice took a while to reply, he met her eyes with worry, “Unless you aren’t feeling good?”
The twins were…very active that night. It was a bit painful, but nothing that could be worrisome, she was just thinking they were feeling the atmosphere around and were moving inside of her because of it, “I’m fine.” she holds up her hand, then waves it to say it was okay, “I’m really okay,Roos.” her husband didn’t seem so sure, because his furrow got more intense and his mouth disappeared under his mustache, ‘...Rooster.”
“I worry,” he says, “I can’t help it, I’m your husband.”
Beatrice smiles warmly at Rooster's concern, reaching out to hold his hand. "I know you do," she says softly, "And I appreciate it. But really, I'm okay. It's just the twins being extra active tonight. It's a good sign, right?" she adds with a playful wink.
Rooster chuckles, his worry easing slightly as he squeezes her hand. "Yeah, I guess it is," he says, "I just can't help but worry about you and the babies. You're carrying two little ones in there, and I want to make sure you're feeling alright."
"I know, and it means the world to me that you care so much," Beatrice says, leaning in to give him a tender kiss, "But don’t worry,I’m fine.” she walks past him, gently pinching Nicole’s cheek with the dogs following close behind, as she enters the kitchen, getting herself some water. Rooster huffs while chuckling, turning to follow behind her - like a fool in love,which he was, one hundred percent- “Tonight was fun!’
“It was.” he didn’t put Nikki on her high chair, instead he held her close to his chest as he sat himself on the chair. He kept his eyes on Beatrice, he knew she assured him but he had to be sure, “I’m glad we were able to do this,I know that soon enough it’ll be hard to. Considering that we’ll all be busy.”
She hums positively,sipping on her water as she slowly turns towards the opposite chair, hiding a wince from a hard kick coming from one of the babies, “Yeah,I know. I mean, think about it, we got to the bar, we made sure everything was fine and I didn’t get too anxious! That’s a big bonus.”
Rooster smiles, nodding in agreement. "It definitely is," he says, "You did great tonight, Bea. I could tell you were having fun, and it made me happy to see you enjoying yourself."
Beatrice blushes at his compliment, grateful for his understanding and support. "Thank you," she says, "And I have to give credit to our friends too. They really know how to make a celebration special."
"They do," Rooster agrees, "We're lucky to have them in our lives." he frowns, “Oh that’s sappy.”
“It’s cute!” she smiles, “You love them deep inside.” As they sit together in the kitchen, Rooster continues to hold Nicole close, rocking her gently in his arms. Beatrice can't help but smile at the sight, holding her head up with her hand, not moving her eyes away, ‘...that’s nice.” he looks up at her in surprise, arching his brow, “You. Being a dad…it’s…
“ she takes a breath before continuing, “Nice.”
Rooster’s smile only grew as he played with Nicole’s hands, “Nice?” she nods, looking away from him, he smirked more, almost like a predator that just found the perfect snack. He clears his throat, adjusting Nicole on his arms as she babbled, tapping his cheek with her hands, “Well,you do look nice too.”
She laughs, but her laughter is cut short by a sharp intake of air followed by a wince she couldn’t hide. She just held up her hand when he looked at her confusedly, “I’m fine,I swear,Rooster.” she says, setting the glass aside and fixing her position on the chair, thinking the reason it was happening was because she was looking like a pregnant Gollum on there. “I just love seeing you being a dad…it’s very attractive.”
He smirks more, puffing his chest and only making his wife blush like a tomato, “Thank you.” he says, kissing Nicole’s head. To be honest he knew it was late, he knew it was way past Nicole’s bedtime but they were all…very awake, so why bother with sleep? He did ask Beatrice every now and again if she was okay, she always said that she was.
But honestly it was getting harder to hide how painful it was getting.
She winced once she turned her back to him, washing her glass on the sink and holding herself there, easing out quiet breaths as Rooster played with Nicole. She counted to ten, she imagined smelling the flower and blowing the candle and after a few seconds it appeared to help, “How about we watch something?” she hears him ask, slowly turning back to meet his face, “There are some movies Nikki can watch with us.”
“Oh,sure,” lying down on the couch might help a lot too, “Yeah,i don’t mind that.”
Rooster smiles and holds out his free hand for Beatrice to take since his other one was busy holding Nicole. Once they are all on the couch, including the dogs, he wraps his arm around her shoulders. "Alright, let's find something fun to watch," he says, grabbing the remote and browsing through the streaming service they use.
Beatrice leans into him, resting her head on his shoulder, grateful for his comforting presence. As they search for a movie, she can't help but feel the weight of the pregnancy taking its toll on her body. The twins' movements are becoming more intense, and while it's an amazing feeling to know they're growing and active, it's also becoming quite uncomfortable.
Rooster notices her shifting slightly and frowning in discomfort. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asks, concern lacing his voice.
Beatrice gives him a reassuring smile, even though she can't fully hide the discomfort in her eyes. "I'm okay, just feeling a little tired," she says, "Let's pick a movie and distract ourselves."
“Woops!” Nikki giggles, bouncing between her parents, holding onto Jack’s fur as he lies in front of her, “Woops!”
“Anything you’d like?”
“Oh…um…” she frowns, “...Golden Girls? It’s not that bad for Nikki to watch…”
Rooster chuckles at Nikki's adorable attempt to contribute to the movie selection, and he glances at Beatrice. "Golden Girls it is then," he says with a smile, knowing it's one of Beatrice's favorite shows. "Nikki seems to approve." their daughter claps her hands, she has no idea what’s going on nor what show that was, but she was happy to be involved.
Beatrice nods, glad that they've settled on something. She readjusts herself on the couch, finding a more comfortable position, and Rooster wraps his arm around her shoulders once more. With the dogs snuggled close and Nikki happily entertained, they begin watching the show.
As they watch, Beatrice finds herself relaxing a little more, her discomfort momentarily forgotten in the company of her family. She leans into Rooster's embrace, feeling his warmth and support, and it brings her a sense of calm and contentment.
His hand is brushing up and down her arm, the cold of his wedding ring making her body relax even more…only for another wince to make it’s way out of her. He feels her tense up, but she,again,says nothing. He clears his throat, moving a bit on the seat - clearly wanting to know what was going on- and looks over to her, “Baby.”
“Hm?”
“You are moving a lot.”
“The twins are moving a lot.” she laughs weakly, “N-Nothing out of the ordinary, I promise.” the deep voice of Bea Arthur,followed by laugh tracks add to the background but Beatrice almost didn’t hear it. It was…getting a bit too much now, the pain was a bit more intense than normal.
Rooster's concern deepens as he sees Beatrice trying to brush off the discomfort. He gently places his hand on her belly, feeling the twins' movements beneath his palm. "Are you sure it's just the usual kicking?" he asks, his voice filled with worry.
Beatrice tries to put on a brave face, not wanting to worry him further. "Yeah, it's probably just them getting excited about the show," she says, attempting to make light of the situation. "They're active little ones."
Rooster doesn't seem entirely convinced, but he doesn't push her further...yet. Instead, he continues to rub her arm soothingly as they watch the show together. However, he remains attentive, keeping an eye on her and the twins throughout.
She sighs, because it stops for a second, and she’s able to breathe out in relief, “I’m going to the bathroom.” she whispers, gently untangling herself from him and standing to her feet, ‘i won’t take long,” is her response to his worried look, his eyes moving from her face to her stomach before he nods.
“Jojo.” the pittie looks up when he calls her name, “Go with Bea,alright?”
Jolene barks in reply and stands up to do exactly what she was asked to do. As Beatrice makes her way to the bathroom, she can't help but feel a bit uneasy. The pain seems to be increasing, and she knows that it's not just the usual movements of the twins. She takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm and not let worry overtake her.
Inside the bathroom, she takes a moment to collect herself, splashing some cold water on her face. She looks at her reflection in the mirror, trying to reassure herself that everything will be okay ’I’m okay.I’m okay…we are all okay.” she washes her face again, sighing quietly until she frowns, feeling a very…very known pressure on her lower body. She tenses up, “No,no,no,no, it’s too early.” she tells herself, holding her body upright on the sink, her breathign growing erratic. She refuses to look down, she refuses to look down, “No,no,no,God please no, don’t do this…” but she eventually gives in, peeking one eye open to look at the floor.
Her eyes widen, “...ROOSTER!!”
There’s something dropping from the living room, followed by Nicole laughing and thunderous footsteps running over to the bathroom, with Jolene and her kids barking along the chaos, “What?” he asks out of breath, opening the door to show he was holding Nicole under his arm like she was a pillow - and from her smile she didn’t care- “What happened, what-” Beatrice points down,shakily, her eyes filled with tears.
Rooster’s own head drops towards the floor, there’s a puddle there. He blinks, then meets her eyes, his mouth falling open “...gorgeous.” he’s surprised at how calm he sounds, but that calmness disappears after seconds, “Gorgeous, did your water just break???”
Beatrice nods, tears streaming down her face as she tries to maintain some composure. "I think so," she says, her voice trembling, "It's too early, Rooster, it's too early." Panic starts to set in as she realizes the gravity of the situation. “I-I’m only five months! I-I-I can’t—”
Rooster's heart races, but he tries to stay as calm as possible for both of their sakes."Hey, hey, it's going to be okay," he says, trying to soothe her, "We'll get you to the hospital. The doctors will take care of you and the twins, alright?"
"But it's too early," Beatrice repeats, fear evident in her eyes, "They can't be born yet, it's not safe."
Rooster's mind races, trying to remember what they should do in this situation. "We'll get you to the hospital, and they'll do everything they can to keep the twins safe," he says, "It’ll be okay.”
“I don’t even h-have a baby bag done, I don’t– the twins’ nursery isn’t even finished yet!” and she cries more, distraught, her anxiety going through the roof and that’s not going to help the situation.
He quickly reaches for his phone and dials for emergency services, but not the usual ones, oh no..
“Rooster, what the hell,it’s midnight–”
“Jake,I need you to call everyone, Bea is in labor.”
“...she’s WHAT?!”
“There’s no time to explain,I’m taking her to the hospital,” he carefully guides her to the living room, frowning at the fluids pooled on the floor, closing the door behind her after grabbing some towels, “Can you call everyone?” he hears a sleepy ‘what’s happening’ from Evelyn as Jake moves around erratically.
“Yeah, yeah I will. Jesus,is she okay?”
Rooster frowns, looking at his wife’s horrified face, “...yeah.” she frowned while looking up at him, her lower lip trembling, “I’ll call you back,Jake.” he hangs up the call before Jake could say anything, “It’ll be okay.”
“...I’m scared.” she whispered, she looked small, she looked so small, “...Rooster, did I do something wrong?”
Rooster's heart ached at the fear and vulnerability in Beatrice's eyes. He knelt down in front of her, taking her hands in his, "No, baby, you didn't do anything wrong," he said gently, "This isn't your fault. It’ll be okay,alright? “ He pulled her into a hug, holding her close and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I love you, and I'm here for you," he whispered, "We'll get through this, I promise."
Beatrice clung to him, tears streaming down her cheeks, "I love you too," she whispered back, "Thank you for being here, for taking care of me and the babies." she leans down to kiss Nicole’s head when she whimpered in confusion, looking up at her mother, “We-We’ll be okay.”
Rooster nodded, his heart heavy with worry but also filled with love and determination. He gently wiped away her tears, trying to be a source of comfort for her in this difficult moment. "We're a team," he said, "But enough of that, hospital.” he says, holding Nicole more firmly and helping Beatrice at the same time, “Hospital,hospital.”
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Hi I have a request for thom if that’s okay! Him and reader are together and they’re both still young, and she finds out she’s pregnant and doesn’t tell thom right away but instead avoids him and one day he comes to her apartment and she likes freaks out and tells him? I’m sorry if that doesn’t make sense, but thank you!
Secret Keeping - T.Bordeleau
Content warning: mention of pregnancy, bad ways of coping with emotion. Mention of abort!on, lmk if I missed anything!
This sucks ass but everything got deleted and I’m sad
Eight days, 192 hours, 11 520 minutes and 691 200 seconds since you first saw those two lines staring back at you.
Six days, 144 hours, 8640 minutes and 518 400 seconds since you last talked to your boyfriend.
Eight days of no sleep, hours filled of what ifs and scenarios playing like a movie behind your eyelids as soon as you close your eyes. The decision of wether to continue or not, looming over your head. It feels like it never ends. The anxieties, the fear, the sadness. A continuous cycle of crying, throwing up from the sobs and staring aimlessly at a wall. Your phone filled with unanswered calls and texts from your boyfriend.
All you can do is lay curled up on your bed, hidden under the covers and blankets.
You know that you should've told Thomas when you took the test, even before that. This is something the both of you should've done together but you got scared so you did it all alone and pushed him away. Thinking it would be better this way.
The sound of banging on your front door makes your limbs freeze. Ice runs through your veins and your eyes go wide as saucers.
"Baby let me in please. Y/F/N told me you haven't left your apartment in days." The sound of Thomas's voice is pleading, strained as if he's been crying too. You can picture what he looks like on the other side of the door. Bottom lip tucked between his teeth, eyes glossy and hair standing in different directions from his hands excessively tugging on the strands.
That image is what makes you cave, trembling fingers unlocking the door. You barely have time to react before it swings open. Thomas just stares at you for a second. Eyes taking in your appearance. Dark bags under your bloodshot eyes from the lack of sleep, pale skin, knotted hair, eight day old pyjamas you haven't changed out of and the dried tear tracks on your cheeks.
It only takes him two milliseconds before you feel tan arms tug you close to his chest. Arms wrapping around your shoulders. The sobs you've been trying to suppress spill out and you're now full on crying. Body shaking and breath hitching as you try to hold in your tears.
Thomas frees one of his arms so he can caress your hair in hopes of soothing you.
Reality hits you like a slap in the face, Thomas is here. Stumbling out of his arms taking a couple of steps back. A look of confusion and hurt take over Thomas's soft features. Eyebrows furrowed when he tries to take a step forward but one of your hands being raised in the air makes him stop in his tracks.
"Just go Thomas please." Hiccuping you wrap your arms around your upper body in a self soothing manner. "No." You try to avoid his brown eyes staring at you but your mind and body scream at you to look at him. Just look at him.
"Please." Your voice breaks as you stumble backwards before your back hits a wall and you slide down. Knees bent toward your chest you just stare right ahead continuing to cry.
"Just tell me what's going on, you don't text or call me back. I was so scared something had happened and I get over here and you look like you haven't slept in months." Despite your previous protests Thomas steps closer until he slides down the wall so he's sitting next to you. His body radiating heath and the material of his sweatshirt rubs against the naked skin of your arms.
Taking a deep breath you spill all the things you've kept hidden for over a week.
"I'm pregnant and I know I should've told you before I even took the test but I got scared. We're kids Thomas! You're leaving to San Jose and are we even ready for this. Am I? I don't think I am and it terrifies me." Silence engulfs the both of you as he takes in what you've just said. Not daring to look over at him in case you see regret on his face you just stare at the wall.
Until he lays one of his hands on your knee, nudging your shoulder with his so you'll look at him. Turning your head in his direction you see nothing but adoration in his eyes. Laying your head on his shoulder Thomas places a kiss on the top of your head.
"It's completely up to you Mon Couer. I'll stand right by you whatever decision you make. You wanna have a baby now? Awesome, we'll be cool parents. You wanna wait? I'll wait forever and a day until you decide that it's the right time. I love you and we will do this together as a team like we have always done."
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S5 Trailer Relisten
Unpopular opinion: MAG 161 hits better without the trailer.
Hear me out! I said last episode I thought Jon had lost it now. He sounds so hysterical, maniacal and devastated at the end of MAG 160. Hearing the trailer tells us that the two are somewhat, as far as you can be given the situation, okay in the cabin. That Jon is depressed, totally understandable, but has not lost himself completely. That kind of takes that fear of "OMG, what happened to Jon" away. And since MAG 161 doesn't start with the cabin, but with that fucking birthday tape, that fear only gets worse!
Don't get me wrong, I like the S5 trailer. I just think it's better to listen to it after MAG 161 for the surprise effect and I always recommend this order of listening to friends I managed bullying into TMA.
MARTIN: (knocking) "Knock, knock!"
JON: "Who’s there?"
MARTIN: "Just me."
JON: "Just me who."
MARTIN: "What?"
JON: "Nevermind."
Ah yes. Martin Kdon’t-think-I’ve-ever-heard-him-tell-a-joke Blackwood... (Also I don't think a "Knock knock, who is it" helps Jon's overall condition...)
MARTIN: "How are you feeling today?"
Oh, this is so cute, this "today" also tells us that Martin checks up on Jon regularly. This also could mean that Jon spends some time sitting alone in a room brooding and that he's been in various states. Probably a lot worse than what we hear in the trailer, and Jon doesn't sound so good in the trailer...
Jon not sounding good includes only thinking of bad stuff, doesn't think there's ever going to be a "better" and immediately dismisses Martin's comfort-tea. I mean... he has every reason to. It's the apocalypse, this isn't going to resolve itself and there might be no way at all to undo this (as far as he knows here) and why delude himself.
MARTIN: "Yes, I know, Jon; I’m not ignorant, I’m just – I’m just not ready for complete despair yet."
JON: "Like me."
MARTIN: "I didn’t say that."
JON: "You didn’t have to."
Ahh, this is so good... Both of them a hurting of course, but each one is dealing with it differently. And neither one is probably taking it so well how the other deals with it. When you're at a low like Jon people who try and try to see the good annoy you. And when you're still trying to salvage things like Martin and the other one dismisses everything it gets frustrating.
MARTIN: "You know I’m here for you."
[JON INHALES, LONG AND DEEP, THEN EXHALES.]
JON: "Yes."
[CLOTHES RUSTLING. POSSIBLY A HUG, AT THE VERY LEAST
DRAWING CLOSER TO MARTIN.]
JON: "Yes I do."
I'm so happy we get lots of fluffy and funny scenes with the boys because otherwise S5 would have been really hard to stomach... (Also that inhale!)
MARTIN: "You still… (sigh) Feeling it, seeing everything?"
JON: "Yes. I, I’m trying not to, but – all the fear, the anguish, i-it just keeps coming at me in waves, rolling over me, filling my head with such awful sights."
Ah man, that sounds like intrusive thoughts... Thanks I hate it!
MARTIN: "I’m sorry. That sounds… (small sigh) That sounds horrible."
JON: "I wish it was, Martin. I really wish it was. But it feels… right."
I talked about this in MAG 144. Our brain tricking us into believing things. Like our mind actually believes we're in mortal danger when having a sense of impending doom episode. And also this. Being in an exceptional state during which our mind thinks the horrible thoughts are right. (Of course, for Jon here it’s meant as something different, but that’s what I hear like a bit between the lines.)
Alright, season trailer so I'm gonna do my recap of story progression again, first copy-paste of S1-3 and then S4 lets go!
MAG 1 bis 19: Start of September 2020 - July 2021 (11 months)
MAG 20 - MAG 40: July 31st 2021 - August 19th 2021 (20 days)
MAG 41 - MAG 80: August 19th 2021 - September 2nd 2021 (15 days)
MAG 81 - MAG 120: September 2nd - September 20th 2021 (19 days - with 7 days intermission)
MAG 121 - MAG 160: September 20th 2021 - October 1st 2021 (12 days)
And for anticipation of S5? I had no idea, I thought it was a pretty bad situation but I thought obviously there has to be something going on because there are 40 more episodes so they're somehow going to save the world!
@a-mag-a-day
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Where I Stand (For Now)
It’s been an ugly week around D/s tumblr. I’ve been reading and trying to process.
I’ve done my best to read as much as I could about this topic. I have re-read all of the posts I could find at least once. Still, I have a gut feeling that I have somehow missed something. I saw where CherishedProperty stated that she feels like she has about 5 pieces of a 100 piece puzzle. I feel much the same way. I have seen the two blogs sharing information about this receive asks wanting more information or expressing confusion, and the responses are that the information is already out on the blogs. This is why despite feeling like I’m missing something, I‘ve decided to speak now rather than wait. However, I am absolutely open to changing my mind if I see information that I haven’t yet seen.
I’ve seen 144 accused of these specific behaviors:
Prioritizing his blog over his sub.
Not texting/calling his sub while “off grid” camping, without giving prior warning that he wouldn’t be in touch. The sub said after he got back he said he though he had told her he would be out of contact.
Asking his sub to be private about their relationship. The sub has stated she was okay with this at the time.
Responding to asks he would receive about littles by saying things like “I don’t know, I don’t do littles” while he was in a D/s relationship with a little.
Being married to someone else while having a sub. I have no idea if this is ethical non-monogamy or cheating.
I saw a screenshot of a DM where someone had basically asked what was going on with these accusations Dani has shared, where he responded that he thinks Dani is experiencing mania.
Sharing two of his friends’ very personal information with other people.
People on tumblr have tagged him and asked him to respond to these, and he hasn’t.
*Edit - a day or two after I posted this, 144 did make a statement.
Also here is Dani’s blog post of compiled links.
I’ve also seen statements like these said about 144
He is our Harvey Weinstein
This is our #MeToo movement
He’s a predator
His new username is “ped0-like”
Him and JD targeted and corralled littles
He has run a gaslighting campaign on all of his followers.
My take is this....
I believe the specific accusations. I think these behaviors show that he has been dishonest, hypocritical and untrustworthy. I see the lack of communication with his sub as neglectful. It doesn’t sound like he was taking his responsibility to his sub seriously enough or prioritizing her enough.
I understand why his ex-sub, his old friends who have had their information shared with others, and others in the tumblr community are hurt, angry, or disappointed. I feel disappointed myself and I have never been close with 144.
What I don’t understand is the list of statements (the ones in italics). For example, “he is our Harvey Weinsein” and “this is our #metoo moment”. Harvey Weinstein is a serial rapist. #MeToo is about sexual assault, too. I have seen nobody say that 144 sexually assaulted them, so I don’t understand these statement being used in reference to what he stands accused of. I have also seen general statements about JD of OLK being abusive towards his sub Pip and I have seen nothing at all to back this up. I’m just feeling a pretty significant disconnect between the specific behaviors people have shared, vs the general statements being said about him. I haven’t seen information that supports the general statements.
If anyone has content that they think I may have missed, anything that supports the italicized statements or other misdeeds beyond what I listed in the first bulleted group, I would appreciate being sent links. My stance here isn’t set in stone, it’s just where I’m at with what I’ve seen so far.
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Rin Itoshi is dangerous for a different reason...
WARNING!! Spoilers ahead for those who haven’t made it to chapter 144!
So, I’m reading Blue Lock for the first time and Rin is cranking new gears so he can match Sae, right? I was getting sucked into it until they started explaining how Rin’s play style is like the ugly opposite of Sae’s and now I’m just going back and looking at how they’re moving and it’s like... Oof. It IS hideous.
Like, if I saw first hand what Sae was doing, I’d be like “Okay Itoshi, you still doing flips and pulling tricks, I see you!” And life would go on. Of course you got crossed up by Sae Itoshi, he’s Sae Itoshi!
But if I had front row seats to what Rin was doing to these dudes I’d be like “Dayumnnnnnn, Itoshi! You straight up embarrassed him!” He takes your best quality, bends you over and paddles you in front of hundreds of fans, your teammates, your coach, and yo girl.
Like, neither one of them is out to save your feelings, so you bout to get shown up either way but...
Dayum.
If I was them, I’d rather get reasonably spanked by Sae and have nobody remember than get utterly humiliated by Rin and go viral on TikTok.
Just saying.
#bllk#blue lock#sae itoshi#rin itoshi#comments#chapter 144#bllk rin#bllk sae#manga screencap#manga commentary
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In Our Favor
Part 143
McCoy
McCoy rubbed at his aching head. Andre had advised them to sleep on the flight. Scotty had tried his best to get McCoy to relax, but he hadn’t been able to. His mind had just continued to run through the same unanswered questions, the same worries, on a loop.
Scotty had finally taken McCoy’s PADD from him when he kept refreshing news articles that had no information.
McCoy had tried Andre, but he had declined to answer. McCoy didn’t know if that was an order from the king or whether Andre didn’t honestly know what was wrong with Leah.
The palace gates had been heavily guarded as they had driven in, and flashes from cameras lit the dark. Cars and people lined the entrance and McCoy had scowled.
“Where’s Dr. Boyce?” he asked now, looking around the faces in the sitting room. “And Sarek isn’t on the door.”
“Phil is at the hospital helping as best he can,” David said. “And Sarek is working with the police on the interrogations.”
“What are they doing for the lass?” Alasdair asked.
David looked old and helpless as he shrugged. “They don’t know what the poison is. Without that knowledge they don’t know how exactly to proceed.”
“I didn’t realize there were those on Georgiares who opposed ye,” Francine said softly.
David shook his head. “All governments have their protesters. We’re no different. They are only a small group.”
A knock sounded then and the air in the room went still as everyone held their breath.
“Come in,” David called after a moment.
Andre opened the door. “The rooms have been made up, your majesty,” he said deferentially to David.”
“Thank you,” David nodded. Andre backed out and closed the door silently. “I don’t know how much rest you got on the shuttle…”
“Thank you lad,” Granddad said. “If there’s nothing more we can do than be here for each other, we may as well be rested for it.” He gestured at Robbie. “Come on lad, ye look like ye’ve not slept for a week.”
“I’m fine—”
“Robert.”
Robbie’s head bowed and slowly he followed the older man from the room.
“What happens now?” McCoy asked, breaking the silence.
“I- I don’t know,” David admitted in nearly a whisper.
Fresh tears welled up in Eleanor's eyes. She didn’t bother to wipe at them with the handkerchief in her hand. Her other hand was clasped by Francine.
McCoy got up and crossed over to sit on his mother’s other side.
“Oh Leonard,” she cried, turning to embrace him. He wrapped his own arms around his mother as she continued to cry on his shoulder.
“—we already contacted Starfleet and told them of the family emergency.”
McCoy looked over at his father.
“—you’re cleared for the week,” David continued, looking at Scotty. “Hopefully this won’t take a week.”
McCoy shivered at the fear in the king’s eyes. How did David think this was going to end? McCoy’s chest tightened and he took a shuddering breath.
Leah would be alright. They’d find what type of poison was used and counteract it. Wouldn’t they? His heart pounded extra hard in his chest. Leah would be fine. They’d get the cure, she’d take it and be back home soon enough. Right?
McCoy’s stomach twisted.
Right? Everything would be fine.
Leah would be fine. She had to be. She had a kingdom to lead someday.
McCoy squeezed his eyes shut tight.
Please let Leah be alright. Please…
Part 144
Scotty
When the two of them retreated to their room, Scotty could tell by the empty-eyed look on Leonard's face that various thoughts were running through the young man's head. There was so much to deal with for the prince.
"Hey, c'mere," Scotty whispered in a gentle voice, pulling Leonard into his arms and once his hand was running through Leonard's hair, the boy started to sob.
"L-Leah has to be okay! She n-needs to survive!"
There was so much fear and pain in Leonard's voice. It hurt Scotty too. And all he could do was try to calm his husband.
"Shhh, she will. The lass will be fine."
Slowly, Scotty guided Leonard over to the bed and they sat down together.
"How could this even happen? M-my sister is the most protected person on this whole damn planet!"
Scotty thought back to the story his brother had told them. A poisonous ring. Even security couldn't have seen that coming, although they should have. If it had been a weapon or a phaser things surely would have ended up differently. But they hadn't. And now they were in this situation.
"I'm sure they'll find the antidote and save her."
"And what if they don't? What if Leah dies and then... then I have to be king."
Leonard's eyes widened in horror as he thought about that possible outcome and Scotty couldn't deny that those words bothered him.
This wasn't about Leonard or his future. This was about Leah in the first place. If Leah would die then a lot of worlds would be torn apart. One of them being Robbie's. He loved Leah with all his heart and losing her would be the hardest thing ever for him. He certainly wouldn't be able to cope with it.
Scotty sighed. He knew that he shouldn't judge Leonard for his words. He knew that he didn't mean it that way. Of course he was worried about Leah's health for Leah's sake. Because she was his sister. And he loved her.
"Let's get some rest, mo ghràdh. Later on we'll get to know more."
Without asking, Scotty unbuttoned and pulled off Leonard's shirt. His own shirt followed quickly and moments later they were lying under the covers, holding each other in a tight embrace.
"You should be with Robbie. He needs you more," Leonard mumbled quietly, exhausted from the long day, but Scotty only shook his head.
"Mum and Granddad will take care of him. Right now it's ye who needs me most."
Leonard didn't protest. He only stared at his love silently.
"Try to sleep now, Len."
Scotty pushed a strain of hair out of the prince's face before he pressed a gentle kiss onto his forehead.
He was the first to wake up. Confusion washed over Scotty for a moment when he noticed that he wasn't lying in his bed at Aberdeen, but quickly all the memories returned and he sighed sadly.
The attack on Leah. Everyone being called to Georgiares II. It was just so horrible!
His thoughts wandered to Leah.
He couldn't understand it. How could someone hurt the joyful and generous crown princess? Leah was so kind. She used her power wisely and listened to everyone who seeked her help. It was crazy to think that people wanted to kill her just because they hated the monarchy so much.
And it wasn't fair.
Those people protesting and rioting had no idea of what they had done. They had no idea how many lives they were destroying with their actions. And Scotty really hoped that they'd be punished for it.
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Morning after the attack
Part 144(TIS)
You are completely confused with what just happened these past few hours. A mystery woman that you assumed was Chaeyoung in the beginning attacked you and now Momo walks out naked from your bathroom. You can’t believe it. You try to retrace your steps to figure out who it was. “The only part I really remember is when I touched their body. She ample breast that fit inside of your palm of your hand, flat stomach and a small tight waist.” You think of all the members that fit that description and rule out Jihyo, chaeyoung and Dahyun. “Can’t be Dahyun since she’s pregnant and chaeyoung, I know her body and her breast are not that big” you say. I’ll have to investigate and see who it is.
You head down to the living room and see that most of the girls are awake and drinking some tea to get over the hangover. Momo and Jeongyeon are trying to make some breakfast and Tzuyu is trying to help. Nayeon is laying on the couch and Chaeyoung is sitting on the living room floor. “Where are the rest of the girls” you ask. “Ohh sana and Dahyun are in Jihyo’s room changing the babies before coming out” said Jeongyeon. “Ohh okay” you reply. “Can you help us with breakfast” ask Tzuyu. “Yeah, let me head over.”
You use this opportunity to try to find out who the mystery woman is. You pass by Tzuyu and take a sniff but no strawberry smell. As you are helping with the cooking and you get close to Jeongyeon and take a smell but nope luck either. You pretend to reach for something at the top of the shelf next to momo and get behind her but she asks “yah y/n, did you just sniff me?” “Oh no, I was trying to sneeze” you try to play it off. Momo whispers in your ear “you get a boner cuz of my tits and now you want to smell me? Should tell Dahyun?” “No, no, don’t tell Dahyun. She’ll get upset and that’s the last thing I want to do right now.” “Okay, I’ll keep quiet” momo replies. What a bummer, so close to getting caught. You hold of on the sniffing and focus on the food.
Once the food is ready, Jeongyeon calls all the girls to sit at the table for breakfast. The girls rush to the table and the babies are placed in their high dining chair. You give the babies a good morning kiss. Jisoo is sitting next to Jihyo, Ari to sana and Hina next to Dahyun. You give Jisoo and hina their kiss and walk to Ari. She’s sitting in between sana and Chaeyoung. As your about to give Ari a kiss you get the whiff of strawberries. You turn towards Chaeyoung and smell her and she does smell like strawberries. “Where did you get this shampoo from” you ask. Chaeyoung replies “oh I got it from ……..”. Suddenly your phone rings and it’s manger unnie. You take the call in, waiting for her response.
You walk back from the hallway and say “Manger unnie said yes to switching positions for Japan.” Everyone claps of enthusiasm. “I’m sooo happy. We are going to be travel buddies.” says Sana. “Yes, I need to get ready and confirm my switch of the plane tickets” you say.
The day goes by and you are in a rush to confirm your plane tickets, get your passport, and double check the stuff in your luggage. Once you have everything done you set them by the door. Your plane leaves in less than 12 hours so you try to spend as much to me with the babies before you go on your trip.
It’s night time and you put the babies to sleep and give them a good night kiss. Jihyo with Jisoo, hina with Dahyun and Ari with nayeon and Jeongyeon.
It is 5 am in the morning and you and sana are ready to leave. You go one last time to give the girls a farewell kiss but they are all asleep. You take a picture of them so you can remember them. You also give Jihyo and Dahyun a kiss and a hug. “Please take care of my girls” you ask Jeongyeon and nayeon. “Yes, I will y/n, don’t worry. Go get Mina back” says Jeongyeon.
You put your stuff in there car and head to the airport. Get checked into your flight and wait to board the plane. You take out your phone and pull out the picture of them.
“Flight 2129 heading to Osaka, Japan from Seoul Korea is now boarding.
You walk down the ramp with sana and you say “I’m going to find you and being you back Mina.”
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Fic Reading Challenge Stats Dec & 2022 Round-up
Hello Everyone! I’ve completed the stats for my year of fic reading. Once again, they ended up being pretty interesting - at least to me.
In 2022, I read (or reread) over 17.5 million words. This was down a bit from 2021 - but in an exciting turn of events - I read 604 unique authors (almost 100 more than 2021) and while 2021 had 60 different fandoms with 99 unique ships - THIS year, I read 96 unique fandoms and 144 unique ships! I fell in love with SO many new ships.
Once again, I participated in the @fanfic-reading-challenge and completed the Regular, Hard, and Extreme levels of the challenge. That is 277 tasks! It was tough but a lot of fun. The 2023 challenge should be ready for participants by the 15th (I believe) and I hope some of you will sign up.
Thank you to everyone who gave me suggestions for stories and pairings and fandoms and who shared their favourite stories with me. I could not have gotten through this year without you and I’m SO grateful for you. 🥰
My December Stats:
Of course, I wanted to slide in first with December numbers (and a soulmates fic rec as well) before I hit the pie charts for the year.
In December, I read just over a million words, 392 chapters, and 103 stories. The pairing I read most was Wednesday Addams/Xavier Thorpe (from Wednesday on Netflix). There are a lot of very short chapters in the fandom (I think because many authors are pretty young) - so when you find a long story it's like finding a cookie in a salad. ANYWAY - I love Soulmates - and Skin-deep as the Soul by @ozmathegreatand is WONDERFUL. You should read it. Come ship Wenvier with me! 🥰🖤
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OKAY - now for the yearly stats!!
Note (35) means that I reread 35 stories more than once during the year. Scars by IndianSummer13 -- Together, Tomorrow by @sunshinebunnie -- Viper Radio by @lucivar -- and Eight Nights (the epic Nancy/Ace Hannukah series by @happilyshanghaied) are some of my favourite rereads.
This year, I read 1093 stories - rereads only accounted for about 19.76% so 80% of the time I was reading new stories. That's fun.
Unsurprisingly, Bughead is the pairing I read most this year (I seriously did a huge @thepointoftheneedle reread and it was glorious), but they went from 47% of my stories in 2021 to 27% this year. I attribute this to all the pairing tasks in the fic challenge. I really branched out with pairings and fandoms this year. Considering Wednesday only came out in November, it's pretty clear what I've been reading for the last month and a half to get them this high on my list. Same with House of the Dragon, Rings of Power, and Hellcheer - as we've only known and loved Eddie/Chrissy, Galadriel/Halbrand, and Daemon/Rhaenyra for half the year. I've read so many amazing new stories and have fallen in love with them falling in love a million times over again. It's been great.
Some special favourites this year:
tortured artist and torturer (series) by @nevinimus (Wednesday/Xavier - NR - Post Canon) - by far one of my favourites in this fandom. It's clever and sweet but there are also decapitated roses, so it's on brand. Love it.
Sweet Nightmares are Made of This (series) by the_retro_witch (Wednesday/Xavier - E - Post Canon) - I am DEVOTED to this story. It's huge and awesome and hot and fun and yeah. SO good.
The Trials of Mairon by @jackpotgirl (Galadriel/Halbrand - E - Post Canon) - AMAZING. Honestly one of the best fics I've ever read. Set AFTER Lord of the Rings but references stuff from Rings of Power. Galadriel gets to be Sauron's judge and jury.
new romantics (series) by @amandaashplease (Eddie/Chrissy - E - Musician AU) - I love a good Musician AU and this one was CUUTE (and hot!). I read this one and then ended up reading a bunch of other stories by the same author because she's amazing. Read her!
Reborn in Fire by rachiemcd (Daemon/Rhaenyra - E - Time Travel AU) - There are a ton of fics in this fandom where one or the other goes back in time and tries to fix the timeline. THIS is one of the best. And it's HUGE. Love it. A perfect happy ending (for almost everyone)!
Anyway - this is probably enough recs for now but if you every are looking for something interesting to read, hmu. 😘
Thanks for being here, friends.
Have a wonderful 2023!
#jandy's fanfic reading challenge adventure 2022#reading fics with jandy#fanfic reading challenge 2022#2022 fic reading challenge#2022frc
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I posted 157 times in 2022
That's 96 more posts than 2021!
105 posts created (67%)
52 posts reblogged (33%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@dragonanne
@madivandoren
@aceofstars16
@quiescentdragon
@dragonanne4fun
I tagged 144 of my posts in 2022
Only 8% of my posts had no tags
#my art - 44 posts
#dragonannedraws - 43 posts
#daily sketch - 27 posts
#draw every day - 22 posts
#jade torch - 22 posts
#the ramblings of a dragon - 20 posts
#my ocs - 18 posts
#jadetorch - 9 posts
#barbie movies - 8 posts
#friend art - 8 posts
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#and then i started to find out more about john cooper and his wife (members of the band) & how unapologetic they are about the word of god
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Genevieve for the Barbie series 🩰✨
I fell behind in the Barbie art just a little, but I have not abandoned it! Here’s a dancing princess in a wedding dress😁
249 notes - Posted January 23, 2022
#4
Liana & Alexa for the Barbie series ✨🌷
Okay folks, that’s the last one for the Barbie series. It’s been fun! What’s been your favorite?
360 notes - Posted January 26, 2022
#3
Elina for the Barbie series 🧚♀️✨
@madivandoren added pointy ears to her rendition, and I loved it, so I had to follow suit!😘
When I was little, I wasn’t very fond of this outfit or the wings she got at the end of Mermaidia. But as I’ve gotten older, they’ve grown on me. What was your favorite outfit/set of wings she had over the movies? And which of the Fairytopia movies was your favorite?
374 notes - Posted January 16, 2022
#2
Annika for the Barbie series⛸✨
I know I wasn’t the only one who wanted to become a figure skater after watching this movie 😂
513 notes - Posted January 17, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
“You’re just like me!!”✨
This one brings so very many memories back for me. When we were little, my sister and I sang along with this soundtrack ALL the time. I’m sure we drove our parents crazy in the car. We had designated parts 😂 Come to think of it, we still do 🤣
1,095 notes - Posted January 12, 2022
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#tumblr2022#year in review#my 2022 tumblr year in review#your tumblr year in review#ah yes. the year of the barbie#seriously. I get notes all the time off of these....#now I'm gonna go do my side-blog because I post A LOT more on there
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I posted 14,507 times in 2022
That's 4,532 more posts than 2021!
90 posts created (1%)
14,417 posts reblogged (99%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@feraligatr
@lemememeringue
@cry-4-judas
@wantnothing
@hxh
I tagged 4,619 of my posts in 2022
#the sandman - 519 posts
#hxh - 305 posts
#dream of the endless - 234 posts
#dreamling - 215 posts
#my beloved mutuals ✨ - 144 posts
#hob gadling - 115 posts
#prev - 81 posts
#jjk - 80 posts
#killua - 53 posts
#gon - 48 posts
Longest Tag: 113 characters
#😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮💨😮
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
tagged by the ever iconic @hxh, thank you bestie :3c
rules: tag people you would like to know/catch up with
Last song 🎵 : Nothing Else Matters (Metallica Cover) by Phoebe Bridgers (I, of course, love the original as well but this is just gorgeous)
Last movie 🎬 : Everything Everywhere All at Once (if you have mother issues™, do not watch this until you are mentally and emotionally prepared. I'm fucked up. and will be so until the foreseeable future.) [thanks @wantnothing and @halflove 🙄]
Last book 📖 : hmmm.. I'm of the opinion that manga definitely counts, so like. technically Vol 14 of jjk, if we're talking physical. or like, the neat lil booklet that comes with my tarot deck 😅
okiieee I'm gonna tag @wantnothing and @halflove, if they wanna do it. since they have helped emotionally damage me 💀
I'll also tag @watermelon-mafia, @caprisun-overlord, @rabooots, @croakings, @queen-alluka, and @queen-eevee (woah that's two royalty in my mutual circle, love to see it ajfjsjfn)
y'all have a good day, and ily 💙😘
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#4
hi yes hello it's me again. so I'm working on my dream of the endless™~ playlist.. and I was looking through this BROODS album that I liked a lot and... just. just look at this.
uugghh Dream just being so overwhelmed after everything and going to Hob.. and Hob's just. Over the moon that Dream feels safe enough with him for comfort.. the bridge is especially destroying me cause like - of course Dream would beat himself up abt needing comfort in the first place and he can't stop thinking abt all that needs to be done and- AAHHH Hob just gently pulling him out of all that, if just for a moment...
I love fics with this premise and now I have a SONG to go with them???? I'm in shambles.
here's the song btw :
BROODS - Bedroom Door
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#3
hey um. i am genuinely so unwell about this song & dreamling
See the full post
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#2
beloved @hxh tagged me in this and I am not gonna lie this was kinda hard. mostly just because I'm v indecisive 🤦♂️ also this will absolutely say something abt me as a person, feel free to roast me abt it ajdjajfnf
10 characters, 10 fandoms, 10 tags
1. Megumi Fushiguro (jjk)
2. Cloud Strife (ffvii)
3. Kurapika (hxh)
4. Dream of the Endless (sandman)
5. Kaeya Alberich (genshin)
6. Ling Yao (fmab)
7. Thanatos (hades sg)
8. Shinobu Kocho (kny)
9. Allen Walker (dgm)
10. Mae Borowski (nitw)
okay okay stopping here before I change anything else 💀 I don't think I'm gonna tag a full 10 ppl, but we'll see sjdjfj
okay let's gooo @watermelon-mafia @croakings @caprisun-overlord @lemememeringue @eel-divinity @queen-alluka @queen-eevee @rabooots
almost but not quite 10, good enough for me 💀 ily my beloveds, hope everyone is having a pleasant time (if not I'm wrapping you in a blanket and giving you cookies okay gn)
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My #1 post of 2022
It appears the last two (2)….times I’ve tried creating this post, tumblr thought I was too wordy, so I’m going to attempt to get in and get out before it eats itself again
this playlist (a Dream of the Endless™ character examination via my silly brain and sad ass music) took me entirely too long and I'm going to throw my laptop out of the window if I have to look at it any longer so pls pls take it and I hope that if you listen or even read the lyrics that you find something new, or hear something you like.
This absolutely would not have ever seen the light of tunglr.hell if not for the beautiful souls of the Sandman fandom, and a few of my new friends and mutuals. So special internet cookies and hugs to these inspirational, encouraging, and beyond talented individuals; @wordsinhaled , @weirdfishy , @wizardofgoodfortune , and @xx-vergil-xx - i love y'all dearly and I hope this is even HALF of what you would have expected, or a quarter of the amazing content y'all have bestowed upon my lil eyeballs. Now Onward! to words that personally injure me!
Florence + The Machine -Too Much Is Never Enough
And the crown, it weighs heavy
'Til it's banging on my eyelids
Retreating in covers and closing the curtains
One thing's for certain, oh
A year like this passes so strangely
Somewhere between sorrow and bliss
~I first encountered this song in it's source material FFXV, and there it destroyed me. Now, wearing my dumb lil blorbo glasses yet again, it is back with vengeance..goth royalty sad wet cat flavored (gross), vengeance. "too much is never enough" .... oh sweeties...
Oh, who decides from where up high?
I couldn't say "I need more time"
Oh, grant that I can stay the night
Or one more day inside this life
VIRA - God Complex
God, I could try
To be the one
To be the one
I'll tear down the sky
What do you want?
I'll do it all for life
My love, my alibi
Tonight, tonight
I'll try to do it for you
~pretty sure this is the angriest sounding song on this thing? but it is fitting.. and desperate.. and wanting and... painful. when she grits out 'try' and 'sky' the way she does.. god the emotion. this just brought to mind Dream and falling for someone hard enough to the point of destructive devotion...
I'm gonna be where you are
Doesn't matter how far
Because we are meant to be
I'm gonna be what you need
Darling, please worship me
Unless you prefer to plead
AJJ - Body Terror Song
~ I love seeing people explore the idea of Dream just...not vibing with being fully corporeal. At least not in the way he is while in the Waking.. what a mood, and especially after the fishbowl...whew.
It will betray you
Be used against you
Then it will fail on you, my dear
But before that, you'll be a doormat
For every vicious narcissist in the world
Oh, how they'll screw you all up and over
Then feed you silence for dessert
Philip Wesley - Lamentations of the Heart
[Instrumental~]
~I wanted to include a few instrumental tracks in here and this one felt apt because I used to fall asleep to this album all the time. Like it was one of the only ones I could fall asleep to with any certainty. The feeling and title for this one tho struck me with Dream specifically so I went with it. The rest of the album is so nice though, highly rec.
Iris Lune - Paper Mache
~ this song!! it sounds so so ethereal and her voice is GORGEOUS but the lyrics!! have mercy the lyrics! big ole owwie! "save me from myself" , "make me believe that I can change, make me believe that I'm not strange" hhhh (also if y'all couldn't tell, this will be dreamling flavored, I think I'll tag them too jic but. yes...)
Save me from myself
I've been in the dark too long
Paper mache love
Make me believe that I can change
Make me believe that I'm not strange
At all
Penny and Sparrow - A Kind of Hunger
tremble, recognize the distance
Go try and murder every preference
I’ll keep hangin' ‘round for reference
come care about me
come care about me
~this is... such a heavy song. hadn't heard it before starting this playlist but found it and immediately had to add it.. just. come care about me. changing, watching you with wonder. Dying is just a kind of hunger. that line specifically. -lays on the floor for 3hrs-
changing, watching you with wonder
you’re less and getting even younger
dying is just a kind of hunger
come care about Me
come care about Me
Carly Rae Jepsen - Gimme Love
~originally was gonna be a joke song to lighten the mood but haha! nope! I mean it is lighthearted but it still absolutely, in my mind, fits Morpheus. beautiful babygirl of the endless...smooch
Gimmie love (Oh)
It's the way we are together (Oh)
Wanna feel like this forever, forever (Oh)
It's the way we are together
And I never thought I'd ever say forever
Jon Bellion - Stupid Deep (Acoustic)
~this song fucks me up! 😀 for real though, I highly suggest watching the acoustic performance of this that he has on youtube cause the vibe is so.. intimate and dreamy and gorgeous.. and the lyrics.. jon bellion, sir.. smh.. the ending..
What if who I hoped to be was always me?
And the love I fought to feel was always free?
What if all the things I've done
Were just attempts at earning love? Yeah
'Cause the hole inside my heart is stupid deep, oh, stupid deep
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#year in review#that longest tag 🤦♂️💀💀#anyway here's this mess ajdjakfkg#still so overjoyed tht ppl liked that dream playlist... I'm also v proud of it 🥺#jules.intothevoid✨#Spotify#for some reason did not realize that the year in review thing would tag everyone mentioned in it... again..#so I'm very sorry if your notifs are blown up by me 'mentioning' you ajfjsjfn#hopefully it's just a reminder that ily 🥲💖💖🥺#have a good day beloveds 💖
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through the hourglass 168. brb x oc
a/n: sometimes all we need is something cute. that's all <3 i hope you all had a good day today and i hope you remember how loved you are(comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!! <3)
pairing: plus size!oc x rooster
warnings: fLUFF AAAAA
goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)
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(pls let me know if you want to be added to the taglist! )
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The days do go by fast, if she had to admit. Sometimes the pain gets worse and she does cry, quietly, into her pillow. She knows he’s fine, he’s been messaging her about it, trying his best to keep her updated while he’s away.
And yet she still worries.
She just has to wait a little bit more, after all they’d talk in a few hours. And she decided that cleaning the house and giving herself a more organized backdrop would work…as in she was cleaning the whole house. And was now in the kitchen.
She was cleaning the floor.
He wasn’t going to see the floor.
But here she was.
She sits on her knees with a heavy sigh leaving her lip, “I need to focus.” she tells herself, looking at the living room where Nicole is, sitting on the floor with the three dogs surrounding her so she doesn’t move forward nor backwards, she’s incredibly entertained by Dr.Chimp so she will never move.
Beatrice smiles, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear as she looks at Nicole, she is looking more and more like Bradley every day. These past days she did see his baby pictures, because she couldn’t help herself, and noticed how the two of them were similar. Both of them have the angel like features that she adored so much, her smile widening as she remembers how they still have to take more pictures when he returns.
They just…want to be safe when sharing about Nicole, every picture they posted of her online she had her back turned or was bundled up.
Call them paranoid.
Beatrice hums, sighing again before leaning her head back,looking up to the ceiling and then frowning, “What am I doing?” she gestures to her head in exasperation, “Jesus Christ,I think I’m losing it.” Jolene is the only dog that trots over curiously when she hears Beatrice’s monologue, tilting her head at her owner. ‘Am I losing it Jojo?” she gets a whine in response, “Yeah,I’m losing it…I’m okay. Hah,I’m okay.”
She cleaned the whole floor and stands to her feet, rubbing the back of her hand against her temples before looking around the kitchen with her lips pursed, trying to see if there was anything else she could do until it was time to talk to Rooster.
Beatrice surveys the kitchen as if she’s trying to figure out a crime, her eyes scanning the countertops and cabinets for any remaining tasks. She notices a few dishes in the sink and decides to tackle them, there weren’t a lot of them - honestly it was just stuff from lunch but it’d do. Grabbing a sponge and some dish soap she starts washing the dishes, her mind begins to wander, thoughts of Rooster and their life together swirling in her head.
She can't help but feel a mix of emotions—pride, worry, longing. Pride for Rooster and his dedication to his mission, worry for his safety and the unknowns that come with military deployments, and longing for his presence, his touch, his warm embrace.
Rooster always thinks of himself like he’s not…a lot, he knows he’s good, but he gets bashful when it comes to certain compliments still. She gets it, she does, but it was true.
Her husband - God, her husband, it still made her giddy- was…the best change in her life. Who knew that she’d end up marrying the hunky, handsome, charming pilot who always seemed to have the world looking at him? Who knew he’d love her back, if not more than she did love him? Sometimes she still remembers the first months, she remembers the times they spent together…knowing each other.
He was so careful and he was so sweet and polite, he never wanted to make her uncomfortable and he’s still like that even if he knows Beatrice like the back of his hand now. Her smile only widens and her cheeks turn red as she recalls their very first date…and looking back, she could see thing she hadn’t before.
Like how he looked at her. It was…new, it was too new. She wasn’t used in being looked like she was the only girl in the room nor thinking she could take someone’s breath away. Hell she was wearing shorts and a crop top, with her combat boots and some stockings, there was nothing sexy about it but she was too nervous to use something too risqué.
He didn’t care. Honestly, he was too busy staring into her eyes to probably notice her own fears…and that kiss, God, that kiss. The fact he initiated, so smoothly too - because he is extremely smooth, sometimes painfully so- while keeping his eyes on her mouth and asking if she was okay with it.
“Ugh.” she is smiling with her cheeks burning up, bouncing a bit on the kitchen mat as she giggles, “He’s so cute.” and he still made her feel like they are dating. That’s what a good healthy relationship was, Rooster was the best thing that ever happened in her life and she was so happy of everything they built together.
She was scared she’d mess up a bit, more than once, in fact several times, in their relationship. And trying to break what she knew of a relationship was hard, because all she knew then was…Eric. Her brain was downright bamboozled because he was genuinely like a dream, he surprised her every step of the way and she loved it.
And he could read her emotions, he could figure her out easily. He still does…
She missed him.
Beatrice takes a deep breath, trying to center herself in the present moment. She focuses on the rhythmic motion of washing the dishes, finding solace in the mundane task. It provides a sense of normalcy amidst the chaos of their current situation. “It’s fine.” she tells herself,looking back at the clock on the wall with her lips parted,”We’ll talk in a couple hours, it’s fine.”
His last message reassured her raging heart, which she was extremely thankful for, but hearing from him would help a lot more. She sets the clean and dried dishes back into the cabinets, fixing each one of them so everything was perfectly aligned before closing the doors, holding onto the handles for a little while longer.
After a soft sigh, Beatrice wipes her hands on a kitchen towel and takes a moment to appreciate her surroundings. The clean kitchen, the comfortable home they've built together—it's a testament to their love and commitment. She reminds herself that their separation is temporary, and they will be reunited soon.
“Alright, now,” she clicks her tongue, pointing to her hair, “I need to get ready.” She walks out of the kitchen to the living room, eyes directing themselves to Nicole who is just giggling and hugging her tiny feet as she sits up on the colorful mat, Eleanor and Jack on either side of her and Jolene standing next to Bea.
Nicole looks away from the tv towards her mother, gurgling happily - her tiny teeth were more visible now which was adorable - “Mama!” she coos, pointing her little hand to the screen, “Ooo!”
Beatrice turns her head just in time to see what she was looking at, then laughs because it was a pilot lion getting treated, “Yep, looks like daddy doesn’t it?” she asks her daughter, gently settling next to her and deciding to give herself a five minute break before taking her shower,knowing she’d have to take Nikki with her upstairs. Nicole bounces a bit on the mat, the little pigtails on her head moving and she points even more to the tv, “What?”
“Dada!”
“Yeah, it looks like dada.”
Nicole laughs, clapping her hand excitedly, the noises making Jack lift his head sleepily only to lie back down, turning his face away from the commotion, “Dada!”
Beatrice smiles, watching Nicole's excitement and hearing her adorable babbling. It warms her heart to see their daughter's love for Rooster, even at such a young age. Hard to believe she was only seven months old considering how active and alert she was.
One of the last times she took Nikki to the clinic - for a check up more than anything - the doctor was so surprised at how much Nikki was able to do already. The fact she was expanding her words was enough to make the doctor smile and tell Beatrice that “she’s a smart little girl already,huh?”
As Nicole continues to point at the TV and exclaim "Dada," Beatrice can't help but feel a pang of longing. She wishes Rooster could be here, witnessing these precious moments with their daughter firsthand. But she knows that he is doing important work, and their call later will bridge the gap, at least temporarily.
She leans closer to Nicole, pressing a gentle kiss on her cheek. "Yes, birdie, dada." Beatrice speaks softly, her eyes welling up with emotion. She takes a moment to collect herself before continuing, clearing her throat "We miss him a lot, don't we? But he'll be home soon, and we'll have lots of fun together."
Nicole giggles, grabbing one of her toys and waving it in the air. Beatrice joins in the laughter, allowing herself to be fully present in this moment. As the minutes tick by, she savors the simple pleasure of being with her little girl, actually enjoying this Dr.Chimp episode and thinking that kids tv nowadays was so much better than when she was a child.
Well to be fair she only watched Sesame Street for a long while, and it was still good so maybe it wasn’t all bad.
Eventually, Beatrice sighs, “Alright.” gently lifts Nicole into her arms, cradling her against her chest. "Alright, my little angel, it's time for Mama to get ready. You're coming with me, okay?" Nicole takes a while to reply because her head is still turned to the tv, little mouth open in amazement.
Beatrice chuckles, gently tickling Nicole’s tummy only for her daughter to squeal in response, curling away from her mother and grabbing onto her hand now instead of the toy, “It’ll be fast, cutie. I just need to keep my eyes on you while I shower, is that fair?”
“Aaa!”
“I knew you’d agree.”
She was so used on picking Nicole from the floor that she could stand up one handed, without letting her go…well, that is until the twins are bigger and then she couldn’t…but until then! She could manage, “Alright, guys,” she turns to the dogs, “Keep an eye on the door, yeah? We’ll be right back.” Jolene answers for her kids with a gentle ‘boof’ and Eleanor immediately scurries off to keep her nose pressed against the glass…while Jack remains asleep.
Beatrice walks up the stairs with Nicole in her arms, carefully navigating each step as she heads towards the bathroom. The soft sound of Nicole's coos and giggles fill the air, bringing a smile to Beatrice's face.
Once they reach the bathroom, Beatrice sets Nicole down on her bouncer - which she did bring over by her foot -, giving her chicken toy so she distracts herself, which is immediate. Those plasticky cries are loud and make her ears hurt but every sacrifice is worth it.
She ensures the bathroom is safe, removing any hazards and checking if she got everything - she did place all her clothes there prior from her cleaning spree downstairs - Before adjusting the water temperature and turning her hand back and forth to make sure it was just right for her to shower, “Alright. Now,Nikki,” her daughter is currently chewing the chicken while looking at her, “Mama is going to keep te door just a little bit open so I can see your pretty face,alright?”
“Aa!”
“Yeah, your pretty face!” she says while undressing, kicking the used clothes aside and hurriedly making her way into the shower. The warm water cascades over her, soothing her tired muscles and providing a moment of relaxation.
As Beatrice showers, she keeps a watchful eye on Nicole, who happily plays with her chicken and babbles to herself, sometimes meeting her mother’s similar green colored eyes.. Occasionally, Beatrice leans out of the shower to engage with her daughter, exchanging smiles and playful words. She knows Nikki will be fine, she knows she’s safe and whenever she feels her daughter is distressed, she pops her head out to make her grin.
The sound of the water drowns out the noise from the rest of the house, allowing Beatrice to immerse herself in the solitude of the moment. She takes this time to reflect, to gather her thoughts and emotions. It's during these moments alone that she allows herself to acknowledge the weight of her worries, her longing for Rooster's presence, and the uncertainties that lie ahead.
But Beatrice doesn't dwell on those thoughts for long. She slaps her cheeks to break off the anxiety, “I’m fine.” She knows she must stay strong for herself and for Nicole and the twins. She focuses on being pretty today, it’s been a while since she used make up and why not do that today? It’d not only make her feel good but so would her husband.
Who would either be shocked and stare at her for a few seconds or he’s going to immediately curse at her and say he wished he was home.
Since she washed her hair yesterday, all she does is take a refreshing shower, and she does feel much better afterwards. She glances over at Nicole, who is still happily occupied with her toys while sliding on her robe and tightening it around her waist so she can walk out of the bathroom, “Alright, see!” she spreads her arms so Nikki looks up at her, “Was that long? No,right?”
Nicole giggles sweetly, clapping her hands, “Alright, now,” Beatrice points to the cabinet where she kept all her makeup - God bless Rooster because he never complained, “Mama is going to use some makeup, alright? But I won’t take long.” she says, “I’ll just dress up first.”
She quickly dries herself off and dresses up, humming a lullaby softly as she does. She adjusts the dress - maybe she just wanted to make him feel just a little bit more because it is a bit…sexy. It was a mossy green haltertop dress that hugged her curves just right, including the baby bump and she’d gladly show him once he shows up.
Beatrice looks down at her phone to check the time, ‘Alright, a few more minutes,” she says as she opens her makeup drawer, grabbing everything she needed while Nicole stares, completely stunned by the activity. Beatrice flicks her gaze towards the baby girl with a gentle laugh, “I know right? If you feel into getting makeup when you are older, you can always ask me things.” Nicole especially liked the red lipstick her mother got, ‘ooo’ing the second she pulled out the tube, “And you love bold colors too,so…”
Nicole just gasped happily, watching completely mesmerized as her mother spread the creamy substance over her lips, covering the once pink surface with a burnt red, “There.” she smacks her lips a few times before clicking the tube closed, “Oh, wait, what if.” she rummages through the drawers after tossing her lipstick aside, letting out an ‘aha!’ when she finds a scrunchie. It’s small enough so she could hide in her hair, which she does once she pulls it all up in a bun, tugging only her bangs down so it framed her face.
Honestly she just stared at herself for a few seconds, she was…looking good. And her mind needed this break, she needed to feel like this considering how the past weeks were. “Alright! Now I’m done!”
She turns her attention back to Nicole, who is still captivated by her mother's transformation. Beatrice chuckles and walks over to her daughter, picking her up and giving her a gentle squeeze. "Look, birdie, Mama got all pretty for dada. Do you think he'll like it?" Nicole responds with a toothy grin, clapping her hands in delight. gently playing with the bangs that frame her face.
“Now, for the final touch,” she bought something this week, frivolous but very cute…she got herself shark slippers. It was so cute! She couldn’t deny herself that! And it was so comfortable, she knew she’d need something like that when the twins get bigger and it was so very soft. Nicole looks at her mother’s feet once the slippers slide on before smiling at Beatrice “I know right? We might need one for you, they have crocs like these, for those tiny baby feet.” and she tickles her daughter’s feet as well, it doesn’t make her laugh as when she did with her stomach but it was still adorable.
She carries Nicole downstairs, where the dogs eagerly greet them, tails wagging and sniffing curiously at her freshly done appearance. She giggles and shoos them away gently, making her way to the living room. With a quick glance at the clock, she realizes it's almost time for their call.
She settles down on the couch, cradling Nicole in her arms as they wait for Rooster's call, opening the laptop so the camera can take all of them.She runs her fingers on Nicole’s strawberry themed top, gently fixing her collar, “Do you want to click it?” she moves them closer to the laptop, the loading symbol still going which means he wasn’t there yet, “Here, to answer daddy’s call you press this-” she moves Nicole’s tiny hand to the mouse, “Then here,” and her daughter was amazed by the cursor.
“Oh to be a kid again and just think everything is wonderful.” she giggles, kissing Nicole’s head before leaning back on the couch. The anticipation fills the air, and Beatrice can feel her heart racing. She takes a deep breath, reminding herself to stay calm and composed, smell the flower, blow the candle.
Repeat. As many times as necessary.
“Why am I nervous?” she mutters to herself, facing her own reflection on the dark screen,”It’s not like he doesn’t know me.” but she does fix her hair for a few seconds, licking her lips only to give herself a weird look, “Calm down, Jesus. It’ll be fine.”
He will be fine.
“Yeah, he will.”
As the minutes tick by, Beatrice entertains Nicole with gentle whispers and silly faces which distracts her as well. She talks about how excited they are to see Rooster soon, how they've missed him and all the adventures they'll have together and Nicole babbles in response, her eyes sparkling with joy, adding some of her last known words to the mix.
That’s when she hears the connected sound and immediately straightens up.
And her heart just exploded because how can someone look so good all the time. He is wearing his usual black top and his hair is so glossy…she wants to touch it…and his neck looks so nice too but he’s looking away, he hasn’t noticed he's connected yet. That is, until he hears Nicole’s soft gasp, “Dada!”
Rooster’s eyes snap to the screen, Beatrice is holding Nicole up to her face to hide herself at first, knowing their little girl’s reactions was absolutely too precious to pass,”Hi birdie!” his voice gets high and his smile widens, “Oh my Gosh, look at you! You look so big! And you are dressed with strawberries? Oh you look so pretty!”
Nicole giggles, bouncing on Beatrice’s lap, leaning closer to touch the screen with her tiny hands, letting out a confused whine when she couldn’t feel her father’s face, “I know honey,I wish I was there too.” he flicks his gaze towards Bea, “Are you hiding from me?”
“I’m not.”
“Kinda looks like it.” he pauses, “Are you wearing makeup?”
Well, now she just had to show him,didn’t she, “Well,” she moves Nicole out of the way a bit - she was still on her lap but no longer hiding her mother’s face- “I wanted to doll up a bit,” she shrugs innocently, “What do you think?”
And he’s quiet.
So quiet she thinks his connection is bad, but she could see him blinking. In fact she could see his brown eyes drag down her body then back up to her face “...holy fuck.” well, she was right about both of his reactions, apparently “Gorgeous…what the hell.”
“Do you like it?”
“Do I like it? I love it. You look even more beautiful than you already are, my god.” and he keeps moving his eyes, not knowing where to look anymore “...you look stunning. Are you going somewhere?”
“No,I’m just feeling pretty today.”
“You are always pretty.”
Her cheeks heat up and her smile turns shy,”Roos…I…” she giggles,covering her face, “You are too smooth.”
Rooster's words make Beatrice's heart flutter, it's amazing how his words have the power to make her feel so special.
She lowers her hand, revealing her smile once again, and playfully teases, "Smooth talker, huh? You always know the right things to say." Beatrice leans closer to the screen, her voice filled with affection, "But I’m glad you like it.”
Rooster's gaze softens, his expression filled with love and adoration, one of his hands coming up to hold his head upright. "Hmhm…” his eyes drop down again, his smile a bit dopey, “...fuck you look so good. Kinda wish I was there to admire it closer." and the innuendo isn’t lost by her, who clears her throat in hopes to keep herself in check.
“Well…when you come back you can…see it.”
“I’m counting on it.” The connection crackles for a moment, making her stomach drop briefly only for his face to appear clearer than before “--but that’s for another time.”
She blinks in confusion,”Huh? Sorry Roos, your audio cut for a second there.”
“Ah…well,” he smirks, “That’s fine, adds to the mystery.”
She shifts Nicole on her lap, while staring at him - narrowing her eyes playfully before shaking her head. She moves closer allowing her daughter to reach out and touch the screen. Nicole giggles and babbles, Beatrice has to gently hold her hand so she doesn’t slap the screen too hard, “How’s everything there?”
He sighs heavily, running his hands through his hair and interlacing them on his nape, the movement makes his biceps bulge and she has to remember to keep herself together. “Honestly,it’s…tiring, always is. It’s a lot of paperwork, a lot of things to check.”
“Are you managing though?” she asks cautiously, “Are all of you?”
‘Oh yeah, it’s been going fine. It’s just we are also helping the new recruits, but besides that,” he flaps his hand,”It’s fine. This place is just cold.”
“Are you complaining about the cold?”
“This ain’t Virginia,gorgeous.” he smirks, “But I’ll live…how are you though, are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I’ve been keeping myself busy, I’m uh, going to buy some stuff for Evelyn’s gender reveal party and then I’ll get some stuff for the sleepover.” Rooster arches his brow in confusion,”Oh,Shells is throwing a sleepover for us, and for Nikki too.” she leans down to kiss her daughter’s cheek, earning a soft giggle, “And I’m going to take some snacks and- oh!” she moves a bit on the screen, scooting to the side while carrying Nicole before stretching her leg, ‘Look!”
She flaps the shark slipper, angling her foot this way and that so he can see all the details, “Is that a shark?”
“Yes!Isn’t it adorable?”
“Yeah…just like you.” she sputters embarrassedly, appearing back on the scene with Nicole still laughing, “You look really good, you know? I mean, you always do…but I think because you dressed up, so nicely for our call I’m just,” again his eyes trail down,”Admiring everything.”
Beatrice's cheeks flush at Rooster's words yet again. She can feel her heart racing, his compliments filling her with warmth and affection.
"Thank you, Roos," she says, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Your words mean the world to me. I wanted to make this call special, just for you."
Rooster's gaze intensifies, "And you succeeded, gorgeous. You always know how to make me feel special, even from miles away. Are you…going to do that in the next calls?."
“I mean…yes, sure.”she looks down at her stomach, “It’s also up to these guys but…yeah. Sure.”
She watches as Rooster runs his hand through his hair again, his eyes filled with mirth and adoration, a mix only he could have, “I know. Are they okay?” she nods, giving him a short explanation from her last time at the clinic “And your dad?”
“He’s just as fine, he’s still taking some meds but he’s much better than before.” she explains, playing with Nicole’s hands. “And he’s needing some help so Michael is staying over for a little while.”
“That’s great to hear, gorgeous. I’ll let everyone else know and-” he looks beyond the screen, his eyebrows furrowing “Yes,McAllister I’m talking to my wife.” followed by a less than impressed expression, “Yes.McAllister…do you mind? Right now?” a soft apology followed by a ‘goodbye sir!’ was heard. Rooster sighed, rubbing his forehead with his fingertips.
Beatrice chuckles, shifting Nicole's hand gently so she doesn't harm the screen. "So your fanboys are there,huh?”
Rooster is now supporting his chin on his hand, shaking his head “Yep. They are…they are good kids, just all over the place.” he explains “McAllister has a crush on Jessie.”
Beatrice’s mouth drops open, “Shut up. Are you serious?”
“You know I don’t lie.” he smirks, “He asked me to keep quiet but I had to share this with you so…eh,he’ll forgive me.”
‘Oh that’s so cute–a Rooster and Bea 2.0! Like we talked about.”
His smile widens because he couldn’t help himself.
"Yeah, it's pretty adorable," he says, his voice filled with a bit of pride. "I can't help but feel a sense of joy knowing that our fans have connected with each other. It's like our love story has inspired them in their own lives."
Beatrice's eyes sparkle with excitement as she leans in closer to the screen. "That’s so romantic,Lt.Bradshaw.”
Rooster nods, his gaze never leaving Beatrice's eyes dark and directly looking into hers "Thank you…Mrs.Bradshaw. You are too sweet." They shared a few more snippets of their separate journeys for a little while, thankfully they never ran out of things to talk about.
When the time comes for him to go back to the grind, he stops then looks into her eyes again
"I'm proud of us, Bea," Rooster says, his voice filled with sincerity. "I really am."
Beatrice's eyes well up with tears of joy, a gentle gasp escaping her lips. "I'm proud of us too.”
Rooster's smile softens, his voice filled with tenderness. "And I'm proud to be your husband, Bea.” oh that’s just dirty. “You have no idea how much.
“You are going to make me cry.”
“Good tears?”
She smiles sweetly, her cheeks hurting from smiling so much ,”...the best.” she whispers, “With you is always the best kind.”
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#5
Haircut {E.M.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Light swearing
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Eddie Munson x fem!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 850 words
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You teach Eddie how to take care of his hair after he chops it all off.
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: Just a quick little thing I thought of earlier. Would Eddie ever cut off his hair? No. Does Joseph Quinn growing out his hair look frickin’ adorable? Yes. Love it. And yes, this was inspired by Joseph Quinn telling Eddie to get a haircut in that one video.
You and Eddie were doing homework in silence when he suddenly piped up.
“Babe, what would you do if I got a haircut?” He asked quietly. It was the first time he’s ever seemed timid before.
You paused your essay writing and looked at him in confusion. “Why would you get a haircut?”
“If I got a real job then I guess this wouldn’t be acceptable. Unless the band does really well.” He explained, curling the ends of his hair with his fingers.
You looked up with a caring expression. “Eddie, I am a hundred percent okay with you dealing drugs as long as you keep your hair long.”
It took Eddie a few moments to realize what just happened. “I already deal drugs.”
You clapped happily. “Then it’s settled! You won’t get a haircut.”
. . .
Eddie came up behind you and hugged you from behind, resting his head on the top of your head.
“So... I thought it over and I decided to do it,” He told you.
You put your stuff in your locker and unwrapped yourself from his arms. “What do you-” You cut yourself off when you saw him. “Oh my lord!”
He smiled widely at you. “Surprise!”
“Eddie! Your luscious locks.” You responded dramatically, your hand going to where his hair used to go to.”They’re gone.”
“I know!” He responded, matching your energy. “I had to cut my beautiful mane. Mostly because I want to make you proud.” He said with a fake hair flip since he didn’t have his long hair anymore.
“What do you mean?” You asked.
Eddie started twiddling with the strap of his backpack. “I need to do more with my life than what I’m already doing.”
“Wait actually?” You asked, surprised by the change of heart.
“No! Of course not! Why would you think I’m planning on being a functional adult? It was just hard to keep up with so I decided to chop it off.” He explained, slightly offended by your assumption.
You averted your eyes to avoid eye contact and scratched your head. “Oh.”
“But feel it!” He encouraged, showing you the top of his head and petting it. “It’s soft because of something called conditioner.”
You had reached out to notice that, yeah, it was a lot softer than it used to be. “Wait, Eddie, did you not use conditioner before?”
“No...?”
“What about shampoo?” You asked, putting your hands on your hips now.
He scratched his head and looked confused. “Isn’t that for girls?”
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541 notes - Posted July 20, 2022
#4
Brownie Banishment{E.M.}
Warnings: high!reader, weed, food
Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader
Word Count: 752 words
A/N: May make a part 2, haven’t decided yet.
Eddie walked into your unlocked house and, upon hearing mumbling in your room, he slowly opened the door to your bedroom and yelped.
You were laying on the floor, face down, and talking to yourself. He couldn’t hear what you were saying nor did he want to. He was just worried for your safety at that point.
He leaned on your door and tapped you with his foot. You turned over slowly and pulled your head up to look at him.
“What are you doing on the floor?” He asked, once he saw you were okay.
You sat up and dusted the crumbs from your face. “I made brownies. Want any?” You asked innocently.
Eddie crossed his arms and quirked an eyebrow. “Doesn’t answer my question my love.”
You laid back down, raised your arms, and waved them around wildly. “Brownies are the answer to every question in the universe. Especially in..” You paused for a moment. “I forgot...”
Eddie bent down next to you and put a hand to your forehead. “Are you... high?”
“Maybe...?” You squeaked, turning away from him. He turned you back over to face him. “Witch how?”
He rolled his eyes at your surprise. “Where’d you get weed?”
You put a hand to your forehead and thought hard for a bit. Eddie swore he could see the gears turning in your head. “... I don’t know.”
Eddie sighed and leaned back on the wall. “You know what? That’s on me. Don’t ask people questions when they’re high.” He said, reminding himself out loud.
You giggled at his statements and tried turning back over. Eddie pulled you back before you could and you whined at him. “Teddy!”
“Where’s the pan?” He asked, looking around the room.
You army crawled halfway under your bed and pulled it out as you got out from under there. You pushed the pan to Eddie and his eyes widened.
“You ate half a pan of pot brownies?” He asked, picking the pan up.
“Uh-huh. Delicious.” You said with a chef’s kiss. “Oh my god!” You shouted suddenly, sitting up as quick as you could.
Bad idea.
You’ve angered the brain cell.
“What?” Eddie asked, bending down next to you again.
“I need a grilled cheese, like, right now. I am... super starving...” You said spacily. “Also my brain is angy.
Eddie shook his head and got up, waving you to him. “What you need is water. Let’s get you-”
“I have some.” You interrupted. You pulled a fishbowl with a straw from behind your bed and took a sip.
It wasn’t fish water.
It was clean tap water.
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547 notes - Posted July 6, 2022
#3
cat!{e.m.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: light swearing
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Eddie Munson x fem!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1350 words
Eddie had come home from work only to hear a faint ‘meow’ from under the trailer. He all but crawled under it to get the cat he knew was under it. He was so excited when he was finally able to get the cat.
He was especially excited to show you, hoping you were a cat person.
He held the cat to his face and kept moving so the cat would face him. “Okay, Cat, be as cute as possible. I’m gonna show you to my girlfriend and we both need a ‘yes’ on this one,” He whispered to it.
The cat very vaguely ‘nodded’ and he went into the trailer.
“Hey babe! Look who I found under the trailer.” He said loudly, causing you to pick your head up from your book.
You stared at him from your spot on the couch before answering. “... Dustin?”
“What? No- Why?” Eddie faltered, trying to figure out what you were trying to connect.
“Kids obsessed,” You shrugged.
“No. I found a cat.” Eddie told you.
You shot up, throwing your book down without a bookmark. “Oh my goodness gracious a cat!” You said happily, going over to your boyfriend to pet it.
Eddie smiled proudly. “Yeah, cute isn’t she?”
“How do you know it’s a she? Did you check?” You asked.
Eddie grimaced at the thought. “No, it’s just the vibe I got. What do you want me to call the cat? It?” He asked with a fake laugh.
“Let’s take it to the vet just to make sure first of all and to see if there’s a missing cat poster.” You suggested, grabbing a jacket and Eddie’s keys.
“Also, vaccinations and worms right?” Eddie asked.
“Yeah. That too.” You said, already out the door. “Can I drive?”
“Fat chance,” Eddie called. “Hold the cat in your seat.”
. . .
You and Eddie were nervously waiting in the waiting room for the cat. You were holding onto his arm and curled into the chair and his leg was bouncing like crazy. It’s always bouncing but not as fast as it was when you were waiting for the cat.
The vet came out with the cat and called you two up. You got up there and the vet smiled at you two.
“Okay, first of all your cat is so cute. She’s-” The vet started.
“Ha! She! I was right,” Eddie celebrated, sticking his tongue out at you.
You laughed at his reaction. “Eddie, let the vet talk.”
He crossed his arms and pointed to the vet. “Right. Sorry, continue.”
The vet nodded and continued. “Well, she’s a very healthy cat and is a very good age to be semi-trained. I’d snatch her up since she’s not on the ‘missing pets’ poster.” She informed you.
Eddie was nodding along the whole time. “What about, like, the medical stuff? Like vaccinations and sh... stuff.” Eddie corrected.
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549 notes - Posted July 12, 2022
#2
Why? {S.B.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none just a bunch of nosy mfs honestly
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Sirius Black x fem!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 650
✰ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Just teasing Harry for liking redheads.
✰ 𝐀/𝐍: Requested by @ell0ra-br3kk3r and I would like to remind everyone to pretty please send in requests Moodboard isn't mine, I found it on Google.
You, Lily, and Marlene were cooking and setting the table as James, Remus and Sirius cleaned up. Harry was sitting at the table, leaning on his hand with a dopey smile.
"So... Who's the lucky lady?" You asked, setting a plate in front of him.
Harry quickly snapped out of his daze at the question. "What? Aunt (Y/N), how'd you do that?"
You laughed at his surprise and set the plates down next to you. "I'm friends with your dad and Uncle Moony. Also married to Uncle Padfoot. I know a few things about love mate," You told him sassily.
"Who's in love?" James asked, popping
"No one's in love!" Harry yelled, accidentally drawing more attention from people in the house.
You, being the greatest aunt that you are, ratted him out. "Harry is!"
"Merlin (Y/N), why?" Harry asked.
"OoOooooOOOoO! With whom?" Sirius asked, sitting on the table next to Harry. He was swatted off by Marlene and he settled for leaning on the table instead.
Haary blushed at Sirius' teasing. "It's nobody Padfoot."
Sirius scoffed. "Guess who tried pulling that with me?" He asked the younger boy.
"Who?"
"Me." You, James, Remus, and Marlene said at the same time. You all looked at each other weirdly before shrugging and looking at Harry again.
"And guess who found out every single time?" Sirius asked smugly.
"Padfoot." You, Harry, James, Remus, and Marlene said in unison once more.
"Because who's the relationship expert?" Sirius asked, pointing at himself.
Lily swatted Sirius' head with a rolled up newspaper. "Not you! Stop teaching my son it's okay to pry." She said, shooing everyone away from Harry's seat.
"Lily! No fun!" Sirius complained.
Lily had brushed the hair out of Harry's face and kissed her son's cheek. "It's okay dear, you don't have to tell them. If you want to tell me because I'm your mother then I wouldn't complain though." Lily said, patting his cheek lovingly.
"Mom..." Harry said, clearly embarrassed.
"I'm just saying. I don't mean to meddle in your life, you are a growing boy after all and-" Lily was cut off by a very red Harry.
"Fine, I'll tell you. As long as you do not continue that sentence in front of everyone." Harry said, sighing heavily.
Everyone cheered since they had finally, finally, broken Harry.
"It's Ginny Weasley." Harry mumbled, looking away from everyone.
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571 notes - Posted August 14, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Kid Prep{S.H.}
✰ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: a single sex joke, a single mention of sex
✰ 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Steve Harrington x fem!reader
✰ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 482 words
“Six kids?!” You screeched into the BMW.
Steve held a hand up to his ear. “Yeah, so?”
You turned and put your leg in front of you in the seat. “That’s so many! Are you aiming to raise your own circus?” You asked, honestly concerned for Steve.
Steve looked flabbergasted by your suggestion. “No! I’ve just always dreamed of a big family is all. Don’t want my little nuggets-”
“Ew.” You interrupted, grimacing at his choice of words.
Steve opened and closed his mouth a few times before responding. “Ew? What do you mean ‘ew’?” He asked, gripping the wheel a little harder.
“Your ‘little nuggets’.” You said with air quotes. “That doesn’t do anything in your mind? Because that’s honestly gross sounding.”
“Just let me have a tragic backstory.” Steve complained.
“Okay, okay.” You replied, putting your hands up in mock defense.
“Anyway! Before I was rudely interrupted-”
Lucas, Dustin, and Max all groaned. They were squished into the backseat and looking bored.
Steve turned around for a moment to scold the kids. “Do you mind?” He turned back around to face the road. “I will pull over and drop all of you off on the side of the road.” He threatened, looking at them in his rear-view mirror.
“You’d make a great dad.” Dustin said sarcastically, rolling his eyes and resting his head on his hand.
He shook his arms and “cracked” his neck dramatically to get ready again. “Now, let me do my thing.” Steve said, almost whining.
“Says Steve every night alone in his bedroom.” Lucas joked.
Everyone in the car burst out into laughter. Except for Steve.
Steve let out a mocking laugh. “Yeah, haha, funny. Laugh it up.”
“Still want those six kids?” You asked. You kissed his cheek to soften him up a little.
Like that would work.
“Yes!” Steve exclaimed. “I don’t want them growing up alone, I did that and it sucked.” He admitted.
“Aww! You act like we care.” Max responded, patting his shoulder.
Steve scowled at Max through the rear-view. “Can I drop them of now?”
“Will you drop your own kids off on the side of the road?” You asked.
“... No...” Steve responded after a couple seconds of thinking.
“Then no.”
Steve groaned. “What if the kids being a dick? Or a Max?”
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