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22 - Drinking Games

Part 23

The Texas Tire Family

Author note - short chapter compared to my others for this story. So if you all have any ideas send them below in the comments. It would be a great help to me....regardless I hope you enjoy the update

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The kids were running through the back yard Georgie, Amy, Sheldon and I were all sitting around the picnic table while baby Leonard was sleeping inside our bedroom. Coming outside I handed Georgie a beer, sending a smirk to the others sitting a case of six down on the table. “Have you guys ever played Never have I ever as a drinking game?”

“Penny had us play that with her and Leonard. I won the game.” Sheldon said with his hands in his lap.

Amy corrected him, handing him a beer after grabbing one herself. “You revealed something about their finances which wasn’t supposed to be in the game. So don’t do that again and we’ll have fun.”

“Okay fine.” He agreed.

Popping the lid off the beer bottle I had I leaned back in my lawn chair remembering the rules so we could get started. “Alright so the rules are this. If you’ve done the thing that someone says you drink. And if you haven’t you don’t have to. We’ll just go around in a circle so Sheldon, you and Arm are guests so you’re first.”

“Hmm never have I ever snuck out of the house and gone to a party.” Sheldon shifted his gaze toward me and my husband while we both took a drink.

Amy tapped her glass thinking of something. “Never have I ever been arrested.”

Sheldon and Georgie both took a drink where Amy sent me a shocked look where I knew I’d have to explain. “It happened when I was pregnant with Aurora. Cause Georgie and I were working really hard to get money but it wasn’t as much as we have now. Their meemaw and him went to the Mexican border to buy cheap cigarettes to sell. While they were making money in the illegal gambling room.”

“But we had a great idea to hide it inside the back of the laundry mat. That’s how I was making money while Y/n was working at the sporting goods store.” Georgie shrugged his shoulders simply adding onto what I said.

Amy smiled towards Sheldon. “I can’t believe you got arrested like your brother. I never thought you would be the one to ever get arrested.”

Shaking my head I remembered that Sheldon made a police officer arrest him for jaywalking across the street. Glancing over my shoulder I saw that the girls and Montana were playing hide and seek with the trees and the playset we had bought them. “Okay, my turn. Never have I ever pushed all the buttons in the elevator at once.”

“Amy..I can’t believe you.” I gasped faking dramatically when she took a drink.

Georgie raised his beer up smirking in my direction when he said the words. “Never have I ever rocked my significant other's world.”

“Georgie!” I squealed covering my face with my hands blushing as red as I possibly could not expect him to come right out of the gate with that when it was his turn.

Sheldon went again. “Never have I ever thrown a baseball at someone.”

“Urgh sometimes I wish you didn’t remember everything.” I grumbled taking a long sip of my drink wishing I didn’t let my anger get the better of me when we were young teenagers.

Hitting my freehand on the table I smirked at Sheldon. “Never have I ever thought college kids were using my dorm room to study while they were really having sex.”

“That is uncalled for Y/n.” Sheldon glared while taking a drink.

Amy turned her attention toward Sheldon, smiling as she took her turn in our game. “Never have I ever lost my virginity to my current partner.” She took a drink shortly afterwards.

Georgie and I clinked our beer bottles together before we downed some more beer, not minding that she put that into the game. Throwing my head back I couldn’t not laugh in pure shock and awe when Sheldon had to take a drink too. “That’s so crazy that we have that in common with each other.”

Evelyn came running over to us ending our current game tugging at my shirt sleeve where I heard her stomach growling. “Mommy, I’m hungry”

“Can we have pizza?” Montana asked with Aurora standing at his side.

Georgie nodded in agreement while he went to throw away the empty box of beer in the trash can we had outside when we would grill outside and have brisket. “Sure we can. What do you all want?”

“No veggies, dad.” Aurora scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest.

He nodded, running his hand through her hair making it a slightly knotted mess like his hair normally was sometimes. “Spoken like a true child and Texan. That’s my baby girl.”

Our little family headed back into the house waiting for the pizza to come here. Montana wanted to play candy land so we set the board game up at the kitchen table. Getting up from the chair I paid for the pizza sitting on the edge of the table so we could still play the game. “Alright kids don’t eat the whole thing since uncle Sheldon and aunt Amy are eating too.”

“Have you had spaghetti and hot dogs before?” Sheldon asked, biting into his piece of pizza. “My mother would make it all the time when I was your age.”

Montana asked, confused. “Spaghetti and hot dogs?”

Sheldon rolled his eyes slightly annoyed. “Oh my, how could you not tell them about it.”

“This is Texan Sheldon. We eat meat and watch football.” Geoegie takes a big bite out of his piece while I had already finished my piece of pizza.

Amy glanced down the table at our kids changing the subject altogether instead focusing on the kids. “So what do you all want to be when you grow up?”

“I want to be like daddy.” Evelyn responded by tearing her pizza into bits with her hands.

Aurora hit her hands on the table grinning brightly. “I want to be an actress.”

“If you want pointers I would say go to Penny on what not to do. Will Wheaton is the way to go for good advice.” Sheldon added onto my eldest daughter’s dream.

Montana throws his hands up pretending he had a lasso in his hands at the same time dancing around in front of us. “I wanna be a cowboy.”

“Those all sound like fun.” Amy grinned at me and Georgie while we both knew that these kids would do whatever they put their minds to. Georgie reached underneath the table intertwining my hand with his kissing me on the forehead knowing that we just hooked neither of our girls or son got someone pregnant like we did.

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Written for @falloutober, using the 2021 Day 2 prompt. Diane belongs to @dannyburke; Donna belongs to @alaatus; Harrison belongs to @ventruee.

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A handful of dwellers from Vault 76 encounter a few too many super mutants than they can handle.

The trailer park near Huntersville was a bust. Every house was littered with holes: in the floors, walls, ceilings. They did find one safe, its lock picked easily by Diane, but it was empty save for stacks of pre-war cash. As much as the four of them got stars in their eyes when they saw thousands of dollars just lying there, it didn't matter in the world they lived in now. Their childish pre-war pocket change was replaced by jangling bags of bottle caps in their packs.

Harrison was on lookout, sitting on top of one of the trailers. It was the most intact of the houses, its holes smaller than a person could fit through. He swayed his legs, heels hitting the metal with a clang every time he swung them. Squinting against the midday sun, he saw large, shambling figures coming over a crest in the near distance.

"Mutants," he hissed to his friends, sliding off the side and landing with a crunch of gravel under his boots.

Aurora was the first to scramble into the trailer, fear rattling her bones as soon as she caught sight of them. They didn't seem to notice the four humans yet, but there were five of them—too many for them to handle right now. Cold sweat broke out over her back, and she ushered the other three inside, her sniper rifle tossed onto the ratty couch.

Donna was the strongest, so she pushed a dresser in front of the door, bracing her back against it in a squat. The others ducked below windows, flatting themselves against walls, hands covering their mouths. Silence and stillness settled over them as they waited, hearing mutants enter the little trailer park with grunts and shouts they could hardly understand.

Can they smell us? Aurora wondered, tears stinging her eyes. She could barely kill a mole rat without squealing. The hour that passed before they could safely leave the trailer was almost more than she could handle.

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Taylor Swift Edits ✤ Aurora & Cooper Anderson

1989 ✤ Sweeter Than Fiction: I'll be one of the many saying you made us proud, you made us proud, proud

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My Sun, My Moon and All My Stars-Part 3

Tommy Shelby x OC (Aurora Changretta)

Summary: Aurora awakes to a new reality and Tommy must try to convince her to stay where she will be safe.

Warnings: injury, fainting, mention of blood, use of a slur, discussion of pregnancy, domestic violence, miscarriage, abortion

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Part 2

As Tommy reached the top of the stairs, he met Frances who carried a tray of tea and toast down the corridor. “It’s alright,” he said when he noticed her anxious glances toward Aurora’s door. Although the noises had ceased, neither of them were sure what they would find when they turned the key. Tommy motioned Frances ahead of him, hoping the woman’s kind face and offer of refreshment might placate the fiery Italian.

“Mr. Shelby asked me to bring you some breakfast, ma’am,” Frances politely informed the woman sitting amongst broken shards of what was once a delicate vase.

Aurora’s eyes blinked for a moment in surprise before she narrowed them in a steely gaze. “Tell Mr. Shelby he can go fuck himself,” she said, pushing herself up against the wall to stand in defiance. “If he thinks I’ll be a docile captive, he’s mistaken,” she spat forcefully despite the enormous amount of pain wracking her body.

Frances stood motionless with the tray still extended in her arms, mouth agape at her words. “I’m not sure you understand…” the older woman began in earnest.

“But I do. I know that he’s a goddamn liar,” Aurora accused, inching toward Frances, one hand steadying herself against the furniture. “And I’m not drinking any fucking sedatives,” she annunciated before pushing her weight forward to knock the tray to the ground. Unbalanced by the sudden shove, Frances was knocked to the ground, china shattering in thousands of tiny pieces.

Tommy rushed in to see Frances dusting herself off with as much dignity as she could muster, attempting to place the broken pieces back on the tray. “Leave it, Frances,” he instructed with a wave of his hand and she scurried out, glancing backward to see Aurora heaving for breath on the floor.

“You fucking bastard, you kidnapped me!” Aurora screamed at him.

“I didn’t. You came willingly,” Tommy assured in a calm voice, offering her his hand.

“Then why am I locked in this room?” she said, a tiny sob escaping her throat despite her attempt to contain it. Her chest and shoulder throbbed painfully beneath the bloodied bandages, a feeling of nausea clawing at her suddenly with the energy she’d exerted.

Tommy sighed, “I had to leave and me brother didn’t trust you. I’m sorry,” he explained casting his eyes downward in genuine apology. “It won’t happen again. You’re my guest and you’ll have whatever you need to be made comfortable,” the rough quality of his voice dissipated with every word in an attempt to soothe her.

However, Aurora knew all these tricks and she wasn’t falling for them. “Of course,” she scoffed. “I’m a bargaining chip. You’ll only keep me alive as long as Luca is. Then you’ll kill me,” she noted bitterly, refusing his help to stand.

Tommy shook his head as he watched her stumble backward onto the bed, unstable and sweating from what was surely a descending fever. “Then what can I do?” he asked.

“Let me go,” she said through gritted teeth, a shiver running through her body.

“And let Luca finish the job?” Tommy said with an exasperated huff, patience wearing thin with his own lack of rest.

Aurora stared at the floor for a moment, clutching the duvet to stop another wave of nausea. She pitched forward, head in her hands to stop the spinning.

“You have a chance to live if you stay. This is the last place your husband would look for you,” Tommy reasoned. “The only thing I ask in return is your cooperation. You agreed to help me once. Will you do it again?” Tommy asked.

Eyes still screwed shut, Aurora sat motionless with indecision. She was thinking of Arthur and the look in his eye when he’d slammed the door in her face. He held such hatred for her and she didn’t blame him. She had received word about the successful assassination of his younger brother John as she arrived in London. She couldn’t expect forgiveness from any of them, much less protection. However, she didn’t seem to have much of a choice. Her head throbbed painfully as any illusion of her independence slipped away into the mental fog clouding her overtired brain.

Seeing her weaken with each passing breath, Tommy attempted one last promise to set her mind at ease. “I swear, no harm will come to you from me or my family.” He wanted her to know that he saw her as a powerful ally and he would not take that for granted.

Tommy glanced at Aurora hopefully and she finally nodded in agreement. “Yes,” she whispered before her head dipped and she lost consciousness. She nearly fell from the bed before Tommy caught her in his arms, placing her back onto the mattress as he yelled to Frances. “Call a doctor!”

Placing a hand to Aurora’s clammy forehead, he felt the heat radiating through his palm in scorching waves. “Tell him to hurry,” he added, swallowing harshly at the sight of her pale complexion. He’d seen men suffer far less severe injuries and slip away like this. He prayed this wouldn’t be Aurora’s fate.

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Luca paced the hotel suite with growing impatience. When Aurora’s body hadn’t turned up in the morgue, his mind began racing with possibilities. He wasn’t sure where his wife could be, but he knew a traitor in his ranks who might and he was determined to extract as much information as possible.

“Where is she?” Luca asked with a growl. His lanky form towered over the crouched figure of a man he had once trusted.

“I already told you, I don’t know anything,” Enzo replied, head feeling fuzzy and ears ringing from the last punch. After an hour of interrogation he still hadn’t given up any information about Aurora’s whereabouts, mostly because she had protected him from knowing her plans.

“Stand him up,” Luca said, cracking his knuckles. Matteo and Giovanni grabbed Enzo at the elbows, hoisting him to his feet as he emitted a low groan.

“You know, Enzo, this really is my fault,” Luca said, holding a hand over his heart in mock sincerity. “I put my faith in you to look after the love of my life, but you didn’t have what it took,” he tsked as he took in the sight of Aurora’s bodyguard, head hanging limply to his shoulder. Jerking the man’s bloodied face to meet his he proclaimed, “You couldn’t keep her here for one day…and look what happened.”

Enzo met his gaze briefly, attempting to focus his good eye with the other rapidly swelling shut. He attempted a deep breath, wheezing as he replied slowly, “she should have left you a long time ago…”

“Pezzo di merda,” Luca said, tossing his chin away in disgust. “I give you a chance to repent and this is the respect you show me?” He nodded to Matteo and Giovanni to tighten their hold and reared back, fist coiled tightly in anticipation. Luca’s punch landed swiftly against Enzo’s side with a sickening crunch, his rings meeting bone and cracking a rib in the process. Enzo’s knees gave out and the men at his side relinquished their hold, allowing him to drop to the floor in anguish as the trill of the phone rang out into the room covering his moans.

“Matteo,” Luca said with a jerk of his chin, indicating he should answer.

As Matteo left the room, Luca wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He viewed Enzo with a sneer, watching the man writhe in pain before him.

Matteo returned with a grim look and nodded toward the office. He swallowed harshly before saying, “It’s Don Sabini…he’s asking about Aurora.”

Luca took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose as he thought of anything that might silence the rumors of Aurora’s disappearance. Then glancing down at Enzo, an idea came to him and he smirked to himself.

Crossing into the next room in quick strides, he became eager to placate his father-in-law and get back to the business at hand. “Good morning, what can I do for you?” Luca greeted Antonio, attempting to sound calm and collected.

“Don’t fuck with me, Luca,” Antonio reprimanded the younger man, all patience evaporated as Luca’s smug tone reverberated in his ear. “What the hell is going on over there?”

“With respect, I’m taking care of…” Luca began.

“You aren’t taking care of anything! I’ve spoken to Darby and I know about the embarrassment with Shelby. You’re putting my daughter’s life in jeopardy every day this continues. You’ve already led half a dozen men to their death. No more!” he thundered with such ferocity, the line crackled with static.

Luca’s hand curled into a tight fist at his side, his whole body tense at the thought of his wife’s betrayal. He held his temper out of necessity, breathing heavily from his nostrils as he cooled his blood before answering. “We had a setback…some bad information,” Luca replied slowly as he licked his lips. “I sent Aurora to a safe house with her bodyguard.” He found himself effortlessly spinning a lie likes threads of silk he hoped to cut in a few days time when he could finish his plans.

“No!” Antonio’s voice boomed suddenly. “You didn’t have my permission for that,” he seethed. “I want Aurora on the next boat with Enzo, do you understand? Tell me this will happen, Luca,” Antonio said with the authority of not only his father-in-law, but his don.

Luca grimaced at the thought, then remembered it wouldn’t matter in the slightest what empty promises he made now. “Yes, sir. It’ll be done,” he agreed.

“Good, then we understand one another,” Antonio said, relaxing his voice only slightly before mounting one last threat. “Finish the job or don’t bother coming home,” he hissed before slamming the phone down.

Luca sauntered back to the room where Enzo stood swaying slightly, dabbing at his wounds with a handkerchief. Luca circled him in a predatory manner asking, “How do you think the don would feel if he knew you put his daughter in danger, Enzo? You let her go out into the streets alone and unprotected,” he said rubbing his chin thoughtfully.

Enzo shook his head defiantly. “No, the don knows I would never…” he began, but Luca cut him off.

“That’s exactly what you fucking did though!”Luca shouted. “But, don’t worry, I covered for you,” he said, clapping a hand on Enzo’s shoulder a bit too forcefully. “I gave you a second chance today,” he said pulling Enzo up by his collar. “Aren’t you gonna thank me?” he asked with a smug grin. Enzo turned his head and spit blood from his mouth onto Luca’s shoe. Luca shook him forcefully in retaliation, the smile fading from his face as he added,”You’re going to help me find her or it’s your ass he’s coming for, you understand?”

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“Tommy, what were you thinking bringing her here?” Polly asked with a quick sideways glance, extinguishing her cigarette before crossing to his desk. The news of Mrs. Changretta’s arrival took her by surprise as this was not something they had discussed. The repercussions from Luca and his army of men worried her immensely, mixing with the sting of regret she felt for agreeing to the initial plan in Artillery Square.

“I told you I would forgive the attempt on Michael’s life if she gave us Luca. I don’t think I need to point out that we don’t have him,” Polly stressed, placing her palms on the desk and leaning toward Tommy for emphasis.

Tommy leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. “I know it wasn’t part of the plan, alright? But she’s an ally and she’s still willing to help us.”

“She’s delirious with a fever, Tommy. If she dies we have nothing. Luca will blame us. Worse he could tell the Sabinis we killed her,” Polly pointed out.

Tommy stood and looked out the window, reassuring himself more than his aunt as he spoke. “It won’t come to that. I have the best doctor in London tending to her.” Turning back to face Polly he added with conviction, “She will be well.”

“And then?” Polly asked, wanting to know what her nephew might be planning to finish off the Italians.

“We use whatever intelligence she provides to move against the Changrettas so I can kill Luca,” he said with finality.

Exasperated with his tone of invincibility Polly attempted to reason with her nephew. “You think behind every chance there’s another? You can’t keep putting your life at risk, Tommy.”

“Then we use the bloody Golds if we have to this time,” Tommy said, thinking on his feet.

“And what of Arthur, hmm? Have you convinced him? He isn’t as pragmatic about these things as I am,” Polly countered. Tommy crossed to the bar to make himself a drink, shaking his head slightly as he walked. She knew it was a concern for him as well, Arthur’s recent mental instability a liability to all of them.

The only sound in the room was the crackling of the fire and the clink of the glassware as Tommy thought for a moment. “If he wants to survive this war, he’ll have to trust me,” he said, staring into his glass.

“Like Michael and John?” Polly asked, unable to allow the barb to stay concealed. She too was struggling to follow Tommy’s rapidly changing orders these days.

“Careful, Pol,” Tommy warned in a low voice, before downing his drink in one gulp.

Polly pushed off the desk slowly, heels clicking against the hardwood floor before coming to a stop by the door. “I might say the same to you. You’re the one harboring the enemy. Keep an eye on her,” she shot back as she walked out on him.

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Tommy’s dinner tray had been carried from the study untouched, thoughts of Aurora’s well-being driving him to distraction. He hadn’t read any of the paperwork on his desk since the doctor left late that afternoon, preferring to sit by the fire and think with whisky in hand. Although he had been assured her recovery was progressing, he hadn’t actually seen her in days. He’d deliberately kept away to reduce her stress, but he couldn’t wait any longer to speak with her.

Tommy leaned against the doorframe watching a maid remove a basin and cloth from Aurora’s room. “Good evening, Mr. Shelby,” she said as she passed him. He nodded a silent greeting in return, allowing her to pass. In the low light he couldn’t make out if Aurora were awake or asleep. Clearing his throat to announce his presence, he waited for acknowledgment. Aurora startled briefly before turning toward the sound. “Tommy?” she asked, squinting up at him.

“‘M sorry. Did I wake you?” he asked in a voice befitting the quiet evening hours.

“No, you can come in,” she said softly, easing herself up onto her elbow before gathering the duvet to her chest protectively. Her demeanor was much gentler than before, the pain and anxiety of earlier days having subsided considerably.

Tommy carried a small chair to sit by her bedside, noting, “You’re looking well. ”

“Well, the medicine has helped and the unlocked door,” she said appreciatively. Staring at the cigarette in his hand she added, “I’d feel even better if I was allowed one of those.”

Tommy rummaged through his pockets for his cigarette case and offered it to her, watching her slender fingers select the one she wanted. She gracefully placed it between her lips and Tommy leaned in to light it for her, covering the flame with his hand as he watched her hazel eyes slip closed with the first deep intake of smoke. As he discarded the items on the bedside table, he found himself mesmerized by her silent enjoyment of the small pleasure, a hint of a smile curling the corners of her lips as she relaxed into the pillows.

“So what does your family think about you hiding a fucking guinea in your house?” Aurora asked with a laugh.

Tommy bit the inside of his cheek before breaking out into a smile. “They think I’m insane,” he conceded.

“That’s what I thought,” she giggled and Tommy wondered if she hadn’t had too much morphine.

“I know what you think about me, that I’m crazy and impulsive, but my father trusts me with his business affairs and everything that entails,” Aurora said, turning serious. “I understand what it means to send men to their death. We’ve had too much of it here in fact,” she said looking Tommy in the eye so closely he thought she might be seeing into his soul.

“And what do you propose now?” Tommy asked, lighting another cigarette and taking a long drag.

“I’m not sure yet to be honest. Luca is becoming more paranoid these days. He’s not as easy to fool,” she said with a heavy sigh.

“We have surveillance on his hotel so we know when he moves and where he goes. That should be of some help,” Tommy offered, flicking ash into the tray.

Aurora nodded thoughtfully. “You should know that Darby is watching you as well,” she said, eyes shifting to a spot on the wall, guilt overwhelming her suddenly.

Tommy leaned forward to capture her hand in his, reassuring her with a gentle squeeze. “Nothing I haven’t seen before, eh?”

She nodded thoughtfully before extinguishing her cigarette. Hiding her face in her hand, she couldn’t help the overwhelming emotion that coursed through her at the thought of Luca’s brutality after the failed attempt on Tommy’s life. “I’m sorry about your brother,” Aurora whispered.

Tommy loosened his grip on her hand, but didn’t move away entirely. Aurora swore she felt him shake slightly before he replied, “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Wasn’t it?” she asked bitterly. “I knew my father would give the order because Luca asked him to do it," she admitted. "So, you see, I'm also to blame because I did nothing to stop it."

Tommy dropped her hand in shock, searching her eyes for a note of sincerity and finding it instantly. “Why are you telling me this now?” he asked, cool blue eyes icing over.

“Perhaps because I know how much you want Luca to suffer in return. Because you need my indignation to aid yours,” she said earnestly.

“I don’t deny it,” Tommy said, looking down at the floor. “But I know you weren’t capable of standing up to him,” he acknowledged, the information from the doctor’s visit replaying in his mind.

Aurora moved to strike him before suffering a deep pain in her chest and recoiling. "How dare you!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "I'm a Sabini. I'm anything but weak!"

Without mincing words, Tommy came to the point. He didn’t do it to humiliate Aurora, but to show her he understood her predicament. “Dr. Miller said you’ve recently suffered a miscarriage,” he revealed.

Aurora’s eyes shut suddenly, fingertips pressed into the sockets as she wondered how much she could keep contained. With a shaky breath, she exhaled slowly, a confession upon her lips she could scarcely bring herself to say. “It wasn’t a miscarriage. It was an abortion,” she whispered, biting her lower lip to keep it from trembling. “I couldn’t have his child,” she admitted, looking down at the large emerald on her right hand.

Tommy sat in stunned silence as he watched Aurora cradle her knees close to her body. “He's your husband. Why would you do something like that?” he asked with a shake of his head.

Aurora looked away, conscious of the guilt Tommy’s words carried. In slow, meandering speech she attempted to explain, though she didn’t expect him to understand or sympathize. “A year ago we were expecting our first child," she began, voice cracking with emotion. "I told myself, if it's a boy, we'll call him Vicente after Luca's papa and he'll be so happy." Her eyes darted across the ceiling, tears welling at her lash line and glistening in the low light. "I couldn’t wait to tell Luca,” she said with a hint of a smile at the memory. She allowed her fingers to trace over the diamonds of her ring, counting the stones as she often did to calm herself.

But her face soon fell as she revisited the memory she'd tried to suppress, darkness overtaking her. Her lower lip quivered with grief as she recounted, “We didn't fight as much in those days, but one evening..." her voice broke in a sob as she tried to continue. Through tears she sniffed, “He wasn't himself...the man I married wasn't there at all." She shifted uncomfortably in the bed, eyes darting toward Tommy who sat motionless at her side, cigarette burning down to a stub at his fingertips as he listened intently.

"It was the first time he used his fists," she admitted, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "I don't remember much after that, but when I woke up, I was bleeding." She licked her parched lips, nodding her head slowly. "I knew the baby was gone." Through a series of labored breaths, she composed herself adding, “I vowed then, I would never bring another child of his into this world.”

Tommy couldn’t comprehend the strength of her form, chin raised high despite the demoralizing truth she'd shared with him. His jaw clenched tightly as he extinguished his cigarette, waiting for the smoke at her bedside to clear so he might look her in the eye directly for what he had to say. The low rumble of his voice issued forth with determination. “Aurora, listen to me. We can help each other now. We’ll do whatever it takes to find your husband,” he promised. “Then we’re going to kill him."

Aurora’s only reply was a slow nod of her head, pain stricken hazel eyes meeting the flash of fury in his icy blue irises. It was the only response he received before she retreated back into herself, dark curls falling in curtains around her face to hide her tear stained cheeks. Tommy ran a hand through his hair as his thoughts of revenge returned, then slowly slipped away into the darkness of the hallway.

*The Changretta Calls Part 4 happens here*

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New Cookie Run Oc :D

Weeping Begonia Cookie

Relationship Charts (She doesn't know that many Cookies):

Back Story/Lore:

White Begonia Cookie, sister of White Lily Cookie, was concerned because she hasn't seen her sister in a year after the Dark Flour War ended. So, she sent her a note saying,

My Dear Sister White Lily Cookie...

Please come and meet me in the forest we always go to after your long days of research.

P.S. From your loving sister, White Begonia Cookie ~♡

After sending her the letter, she followed the path to the forest her and her sister met every day they could. Now that she was in the forest she needed to look for her sister.

"Hm... There is a usual amount of toxic flowers in here..."

White Begonia Cookie said, noting the sudden increase of toxic flowers. Other then that, she wasn't very successful in her search and was now on the verge of having a panic attack. She eventually ended up in front of a pond, water lilies floating ontop of it. Suddenly a voice called her name, but it was one that she have never heard of before.

"So... White Begonia Cookie, is it-? I know you, you're my sister-!"

They said, White Begonia Cookie turning around to meet her face

"You're... You're not my sister. My sister's name is White Lily Cookie and-"

"Oh no need to continue."

They cut her off.

"I'm your sister, White Lily Cookie. But now I'm rebaked into something better, something stronger... I am Dark Enchantress Cookie-!"

She cheered, but White Begonia Cookie just wasn't getting the message.

"H- How do I know that you're telling me the truth-? Show me proof..."

"Ah yes, proof..."

Dark Enchantress sighed, pulling out a crooked and cursed soul jam that somehow shaped itself into what seems to be White Lily's soul jam... That soul jam alone shook White Begonia to the core.

"T- that's my sister's... So you're really her-? What have you been doing for all that time you've been gone...?"

"Heh heh heh..."

She chuckled, giving her sister a uncomfortable aurora.

"I plan to take the soul jams of the mighty ancients heroes, gain their power... And rule over Earthbread-!"

She said proudly in a loud voice, holding her fist up in the air. Her statement leaving White Begonia shocked.

"That's... horrible, White Lily Cookie. You would never do such a thing, would you-?!"

The other Cookie whined, not on board with the plan at all. Then for the next couple of minutes the sisters bickered and back at forth with each other. White Begonia holding up an argument that Earthbread should not be ruled with such bad intentions, while Dark Enchantress thought otherwise. Eventually Dark Enchantress sighed, fed up with how whiny her sister sounded.

"Arg-! If you side with me I have no other choice but to do it my way...!"

She shouted, clearly annoyed. And with just one tap of her staff on the ground she casted a curse on her sister White Begonia Cookie...

"Wait, White Lily Cookie...! Pleas-"

She cried, swimming towards her to get out but was cut off by the sudden strength of the roots preventing her from leaving. Suddenly, tears flowed out of her eyes and they seemed to be endless...

"White Lily, what type of spell have you-"

"Ha Ha-! You want to know sis?~ Well... you shall be stuck in this pond for all eternity and weep for the rest of your life-! No one, and I mean no one, will ever know that you're here. So you'll be stuck in a pond with no one to accompany you... No one-! Hah hahaha...!"

She laughed cruelly, watching as White Begonia weeped and sobbed.

"Wait no- Please-!..."

She begged, trying her hardest to escape but no matter how hard she tried the roots wouldn't let her. Dark Enchantress Cookie watched it all go down, turning around and leaving with her staff in hand as her sister continued to whine and beg.

"Wait please come back-! We can talk this out, just please!- Cooperate with me and-"

She cried, pulling out the grass and scratching the ground desperate for a way out... Now she was stuck, watching as 'White Lily Cookie' faded away and leaving her to suffer.

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Weeping Begonia Cookie, resting in the middle of her pond... Endlessly sobbing into her gloved hands with no one there to comfort her as she cannot leave from this horrible life. She is forever rooted to the bottom of the pond as she watches water lilies float by and all around her. If she were granted a wish and just one, it would be to see her sister once more, White Lily Cookie...

Extra info:

Uses She/Her/Hers pronouns

She is the younger sister of White Lily Cookie

Has and always will refer to her sister as White Lily Cookie

Her original name was White Begonia Cookie that was later changed to Weeping Begonia Cookie because of a curse

Isn't really considered a ancient but holds the power of one (She doesn't have a soul jam.)

Very timid of other Cookies but can easily warm up to them just because they give her some type of comfort

Has been cursed for a thousand years now...

Mini Bonus Comic :3 -

#art #digital art #cr kingdom #cookie run #crk oc #crk ocs #white lily cookie #weeping begonia cookie #pure vanilla cookie #dark cacao cookie #golden cheese cookie #hollyberry cookie #is it just me or do I always get my inspiration from c. ai /hj #dark enchantress cookie

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callsignangelxx · 8 months

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“Beginnings”

Pre—Accident!Stephen Strange x Fem! Surgeon!OFC, Grey’s anatomy Crossover.

A/N: First of all I have a lot of Original Characters that I am adding to this Series, Which I will Explain the roles right now before moving along into the actual writing part!

Chief of General Surgery: Doctor Jack Wilson

General Surgery Attending: Doctor Liam Jones

General Surgery Resident: Doctor Lucas Miller

Chief of Thoracic Surgery: Doctor Charlotte Garcia.

Thoracic Surgery Attending: Henry Davis

Thoracic Surgery Resident: Camila Taylor

OBGYN/Neonatal Surgeon: Emily Perez

Fetal Surgeon: Evelyn Lopez

Pediatrician: Asher Lewis.

Neurosurgery Resident: Noah Sanchez.

Orthopedic Surgeon: Aria Adams

Hand Surgeon: Layla Rivera

Spine Surgeon: Ethan Carter

Trauma Surgeon: Hazel Evans

Pediatric Surgeon: Aurora Baker

Interns: Amy Nelson, David Torres, James Scott, Shelby Edwards, Willow Brooks.

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Chapter Two: Beginnings Of Tragic Incidents.

Chapter Summary: after Blake talked with Cristina about what’s been going on in Seattle with Meredith and Everyone else, her Interns do something unforgivable, something she can’t even Fathom forcing her to do something, maybe even tell her boyfriend.

CW//TW: Medial Terminology, Drama, Shouting, Surgery, Trauma, Cursing, Stephen getting mad at the interns, a Bunch of different OC’s, Blake and Christine are best friend, mentions of Derek shepherd’s Death, Trauma, Flashbacks, Cristina and Blake are like soulmates, injuries, mentions of Cutting an LVAD wire.

“So he totally is Like Meredith’s McDreamy, Huh?” Cristina said over the Phone call, Blake Hissed at her to shut up as she was in the Female Attendings Locker room, Pulling on her Dark Blue Scrubs. “Cristina!” She Whisper Shouted.

Cristina Snorted before ending the call, She Met Stephen Outside heading towards the Nurses Station to get and find there own Cases, like Any hospital Worked. “By the way where are your Stupid Interns?” He asked. Blake stopped, blinking her eyes noticing that none of her little Suck ups were around her, Malia Noticed the Doctor becoming Suspicious and Knew she had to tell on the Poor Interns.

"Doctor Shepherd, one of your Patients on the transplant list came back in after his heart was failing again despite the LVAD, They've been in his room for an hour now, I think his name was Daniel Cooper." Malia said, Blake had a bad feeling about all this, She nodded at Stephen and Malia to come with her. The Trio Scrambled to Cooper's Room, standing in shock when they saw what was happening. "What the hell.." Blake mumbled, her eyes widened in shock, seeing Amy Pumping his heart Manually as the LVAD Wire was cut with a Pair of Scissors next to it. "Amy, What the hell did you do?!" She Practically yelled, "and why are all you fools helping her?!"

Amy didn't respond continuing to Pump his heart, Blake looked at Stephen who shook his head, she nodded to Malia, "Malia take over Pumping his Heart, and Amy step away from the Patient." Malia Nodded and Tried to gently take the device away but Amy screamed no and said not to touch her, Blake Ignored Amy for now telling Malia to stay with her and to help Amy if she allowed her to, Blake turned to the three other Idiot doctors, "You three, In the hall. Now." She ordered.

Blake was angry, seething even. "What the hell were you three thinking, you could have killed that Patient." She said, Stephen was right next to her agreeing with her words, "Even worse, you could have endangered your careers and be sued for assaulting a Patient." Stephen added. David Tried to speak but Blake shushed him, "No, Not a word, you are not to speak, Not a single word, I don't wanna have to Testify against any of you fools." She said.

The Group was silent for a moment, “I assume you ran labs..” She said, Her eyes showing a Furious anger and Disappointment. They stayed Silent only fueling her Annoyance and anger, "Well?..." She demanded. James spoke, "you told us not to speak-"

"I know I did, Now did you run labs?!.." Blake said, tapping her foot impatiently, David Nodded, Blake sighed as she gave out orders, "Okay, Shelby Jack's been asking for you." She said giving her the order to go, before turning to the rest of the amazingly idiotic Interns, "David go get those labs and come right back, do not talk to anyone, go straight there and back."

Then She turned to James, "Now you, follow me and Stephen Right now."

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A Few Hours later and both Blake and Stephen were making sure Mr. Cooper was okay, She listened to his heart with her Stethoscope sighing at how weak it sounded. "Why Amy... Why would you do this?.." She said, Continuing to to Listen to his heart while Stephen did a quick Neuro Exam to ensure he was okay in the head, no concussion or any Brain Bleed whatsoever. "Because he needs that heart and I love him.. I love him so damn Much Doctor Shepherd.." The Intern Whispered, Blake shook her head sighing In Disappointment.

"Oh for God's sake, you fell in love with a Patient.." Blake sighed, exasperated, Stephen was really trying to hold back all his anger at the Interns. "Well his Brain is Okay, No signs of anything wrong with his brain." Stephen Said. David Came in with the Labs, "Labs are back, His State is becoming worse." Blake sighed Knowing exactly what that Meant. Amy Spoke now, "He'll get the heart right, He's gonna get the heart? He has to. You'll Sign the papers that he'll be put at the top of the list-" She was quickly Interrupted by Blake's cold tone.

"Those are the Kind of things I would tell a doctor, and right now you are not a doctor, you are a Visitor." She said, her eyes showing how furious she actually was. "What?.." Amy asked in complete and utter disbelief. "You will no longer be a doctor in this Hospital until I say Otherwise. Now Step away from Mr. Cooper and let Malia Take over." She Ordered.

Malia came over slowly taking it away from Amy as Blake Glared at her slightly, making the rest of the Interns Shrink underneath her Gaze.

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Blake told Stephen to carry on with the rest of his Surgeries while she went to talk to the Chief of the hospital about this certain Incident without exposing her Interns for doing this.

She asked the Chief about a Hypothetical Question with the exact same Situation, In which she explained that Mr. Cooper move to the top of the list and receive the heart Immediately but ordered that whoever did that was to be in her Office for Intense Consequences for endangering a Patients Life.

Blake nodded, "Of course, Ma'am."

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Which ended with the Interns getting yelled at by the chief and forced to not even go near a Surgical case unless they fessed up on who did it and to share one single Patient to give her what she needed.

Later on Blake was sitting at the Nurses Station, Checking on different Patient files and Images, as Stephen was Charting, "So, How bad was their Punishments?" Stephen asked with a Snide Smirk on his face. Blake sighed, Shaking her head. "The Chief said no more surgeries until they confess that Amy did it and they had to share one singular Patient." She snorted, Searching up another Patient file.

Malia was now delivering Labs due to Blake's Interns being Punished for their Stupid decisions, "Here you go Blake, Imaging is back for Ms. Collins." She said handing her the Tablet. Blake looked it over smiling to herself, "Oh.. I could use a little Great Neuro Case." She muttered. Stephen Looked up Suddenly Interested, Raising his eyebrow, "Oh no Mister, You have your own Solo Neuro Surgery in 30 Minutes, you need to get ready for that, I've got this one." She said, smirking to herself before teasing him. "Besides this woman has a nail in her head." She said, before rushing off.

Stephen Chuckled to himself, "Well Played, Doctor Shepherd."

#pre accident stephen strange #surgeon stephen strange #stephen strange x oc #grey's anatomy #anon ask #crossover #medical terminology #medicine #doctor stephen strange #surgery

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fangbangerghoul · 2 months

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11, 80, 100, for the OC ask game if you're still writing them!

Well, my dear friend Squish, I held the aurora captive, so they'd cooperate.

Anton x Ghoul oc asks below the cut

11. Who is clingy?

Ghoul: The Russian Anton: лгун(liar) Ghoul: well, it's not me Anton: I grow tired of your ill words of me. Ghoul: Sounds like a personal problem. Anton: Не испытывай меня (don't test me) Ghoul: *rolls her eyes*

80. What tropes could be applied to this relationship?

Anton: there is no relationship Ghoul: He blackmailed me, obviously. Anton: *glares* even if that were true, kотенок, and if there was any 'relationship' there are no phrases or...tropes you called them? That would be able to describe the hell you put me through. Ghoul: Says the person who called me an angel the other day Anton: you twist my words

100. Make a meme of them

#oc ask game #anton x ghoul #starfield #ghanton #fang writes #secret oc option #starfield oc

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unlevshed · 7 months

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writing as canon and oc characters from selected fandoms but open to crossovers and alternate universes.

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Steve Rogers ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: chris evans)

Bucky Barnes ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: sebastian stan)

Yelena Belova ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: florence pugh)

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Aleksander Hunter ✧ 36; heterosexual; nightclub owner (fc: chris evans) / alt. verse: vampire

Alicia Whitlock ✧ 26; bisexual; car mechanic at her family's car shop (fc: lili reinhart)

Aurora Sanchez ✧ 29; bisexual; waitress in a gentlemen's club (fc: selena gomez)

Caitlyn Lewis ✧ 26; bisexual; bartender (fc: florence pugh) / alt. verse: werewolf-vampire hybrid

Evelyn Martin ✧ 35; bisexual; tattoo studio receptionist (fc: scarlett johansson)

Francesca Rocha ✧ 27; bi-curious; socialite / second-in-line heiress to her family's tequila business (fc: camila mendes)

Jasper Borisov ✧ 38; bouncer at a strip club, retired underground boxer (fc: sebastian stan) / alt. verse: alpha werewolf

Joey Davis ✧ 26; bisexual; fitness worker / part-time model (fc: hailee steinfeld)

Katherine Ivankov ✧ vampire-witch hybrid; age unknown; bisexual; socialite (fc: elizabeth olsen - might change)

Liliana Cooper ✧ 33; pansexual; hotel manager / single mother (fc: elizabeth olsen)

Matthew Brooks ✧ 32; heterosexual; independent contractor and free-lance agent (fc: aaron taylor-johnson)

Oliver Carter ✧ 37; heterosexual; former professional burglar / security consultant (fc: andrew garfield)

Rafael Santiago ✧ 44; heterosexual; freelance photographer, single father, retired enforcer of a drug cartel (which disbanded after the boss died) (fc: pedro pascal)

River Grace ✧ 26; bisexual; gaming-streamer, sugar baby (fc: zendaya)

Valerie Booker ✧ 50; bisexual; english high school teacher (fc: rachel weisz)

muses that are currently not available/not active:

Vivienne Flamel ✧ harry potter; 25; heterosexual; pureblood; unspeakable (danielle rose russell)

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unlevshed-archive · 2 years

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Wanda Maximoff ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: elizabeth olsen)

Steve Rogers ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: chris evans)

Bucky Barnes ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: sebastian stan)

Yelena Belova ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: florence pugh)

Kate Bishop ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: hailee steinfeld)

Felicia Hardy ✧ marvel; canon-divergent (fc: margot robbie)

Hermione Granger ✧ harry potter; canon-divergent (fc: emma watson)

Josie Saltzman ✧ tvd/legacies; canon-divergent (fc: kaylee bryant)**