#johnny x rosemary

[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

The Shadowhunter Chronicles Couples Bracket But Without Malec

(The way they're all tid ships)

#the shadowhunter chronicles #wessa #jessa #kitty #thomstair #heline #sizzy #sophideon #kieraktina #gwynburn #ashilla #jon and marisol #johnny x rosemary #gabrily #blackdale #lukelyn #joaquin x juliette #blackstairs #clace #gracetopher #herondaisy #batmaia #arianna #chenry #waywood #the infernal devices #the last hours #the mortal instruments #the dark artifices #the wicked powers

[youalmostcapturedjacksparrow]

𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕊𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠𝕨'𝕤 ℝ𝕠𝕤𝕖 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15

Chapter 5: Commandeering a ship

General POV:

In a matter of seconds, they escaped the brick and were off toward the port.

They took a halt under the bridge to think out their plan further. Or well Jack was planning their escape plan.

'we're going to steal a ship?' Will asked sheepishly.

'That ship?' Will said he was pointing at the ship Jack was looking at. It was the Dauntless pride of Port Royal.

'You will never get away with stealing that' Rose said softly

'Commandeer.' Jack simply said.

'We're going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term. '

He pointed at the interceptor.

He then turned back towards Will and Rose.

'One question about your business, boy. Or there is no use in going.'

Which made Rosemary clear her throat.

'Oh no not you Love.

I'm pretty sure you're ready for this. I was talking to him.' Jack said while pointing at Will.

'So. Will, How far are you willing to go to save her? '

'I'd die for her.' Will said while looking straight into Jacks’s eyes.

'Oh good! No worries then' Jack said while turning around towards the ships.

Rosemary's POV

We were at the bottom of the sea in a few seconds. With a Dinghy over our heads.

I was looking around I never saw the sea bottom and I never thought I would like this at least.

Jack was walking in front of the Dinghy I was walking in the middle and Will was walking last.

'This is either Madness or brilliant.' I said while looking around.

'It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide.' Jack said simply and was not impressed he must have done this a hundred times he was a pirate after all.

'Oh Will watch out there is a crate here, don't step in it' I told him.

But it was already too late Will had stepped into the crate and he couldn't get his feet out otherwise he needed to let go of the dinghy.

The climb to get on top of the Dauntless was a pain in the ass. At least for me. My clothes were heavy from all the water and I wasn't really used to climbing but I was not about to let Jack see my 'weaker' sides. So I put up with it and got on top of the Dauntless with them.

'Stay close behind me.' Jack said simply.

'And please don't do anything stupid'. He reminded the both of us.

Jack walked up towards the lower deck and down the stairs before yelling.

'Everyone, stay calm! We are taking over the ship.'

Will jumped over the stairs to stand behind Jack

'Aye! Avast!' will shout.

Which made me and Jack roll our eyes. As I walked closely behind them flicking Will against his head.

'Idiot' I said but pulled my sword anyway with a smirk towards Gillette.

Who was chuckling at Will's comment. But when he saw me he frowned.

'This ship cannot be crewed by two men.' Gillette said mockingly.

I cleared my throat.

'And what are you wearing Rosemary! And what in the world are you doing with these two imbecile’s one even threatened your life yesterday' he said while looking disgracefully at me.

Jack was about to speak up towards Gillette when I pushed him aside.

'Listen to me you silly cock sucking prick. ' I scolded him.

Which made Will raise an eyebrow and Jack grin.

' One.' I raised a finger.

'I needed to do something to save Elizabeth. Because we both know captain.. I mean 'commodore' Norrington will need years to think over his plan to be the hero of this story. And you as the first mate will never go against him. Because you're up HIS arse so far he almost throws you up'

' two.' I raised a second finger.

' I can do whatever I want. Wear whatever I want. And Marry whoever I want. So please take this ring back. Or I will put it so far up YOUR arse that you can never reach it again.'

I said while pulling the ring of my finger and throwing it overboard.

'Oops,' I said with a smirk.

Jack was looking at Will with a confused look.

'Rose was supposed to marry Gillette next summer' Will said.

'But she hates his guts and he never showed any interest in her at all. So she was planning on doing this for a long time. I think this was the best opportunity to do so.'

'ah,' Jack replied.

'You'll never make it out of the bay' Gillette said with a smirk.

'Son, I'm captain Jack Sparrow' Jack said while cocking his gun against Gillette's face.

Which made me smirk even wider.

'savvy?' Jack said with a smirk.

You could almost see Gillette shitting his pants. Which I adored happily.

Maybe this Sparrow wasn't as bad as I thought.

On the shore. James Norrington was looking out for the supply of the Interceptor. When a soldier said that he should look over the water. Where he saw Gillette in a dinghy waving around and screaming that the ship was taking over.

'They're taking over the ship!! Sparrow, Turner and Rivers!! They're taking the Dauntless'

James took his spyglass and shot It over at the Dauntless. Where Jack and Will were maneuvering with the ropes.

'Rash, Turner. Too rash' James said.

'That is, without doubt, the worst pirate I have ever seen.

And what is Rivers doing with them? She really is a dagger in my eye. Maybe we should be happy she's gone

I ran up the stairs looking at the bay.

'Here they come' I said with a smirk.

'Stupid stupid commodore'

'Now hide!' Jack said

And after a few moments, we could feel the hooks of the interceptor getting on the Dauntless and everyone was getting on the Dauntless.

' Search every cabin, every hold, down to the bilges.

And Bring Rivers to me. I'm not done with her attitude just yet.' James spat. While walking aboard the Dauntless.

But by the time everyone was on the Dauntless, Will, Jack and me flew over toward the interceptor.

Will cut all the ropes towards the Dauntless and Jack went up towards the wheel.

Will and I took up the anchor and off we were. And before the men of Norrington knew we were on their ship, we were already to far out reach to get back on with ropes.

Jack stood at the wheel smirking and waving his hat towards Norrington.

' Thankyou Commodore, for getting us ready to make way!

We'd have had a hard time by ourselves!'

I ran up towards the Upper deck and smirked and even waved at Norrington. Before ducking down because the navy was shooting at us.

'Set topsails and clear up this mess!' James barked towards the soldiers.

'But with the wind across her stern, we won't catch them.'

'I don't need to catch them, I just need to get them in range of the long nines.' James barked even louder.

'Hands, come about! Run out the guns!' The first mate barked towards the sailors.

'we are to fire on our own ship, sir?' He asked the commodore.

'I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean. then in the hands of a pirate.' Norrington said.

'Commodore he disabled the rudder chain, sir.' A sailor said.

And before they could anchor the Dauntless down. She went straight ahead toward Dinghy Gillette and his men were in.

'ABANDON SHIP' Gillette screamed and they all jumped off the dinghy.

I heard his scream and laughed loudly.

'Asshole' I murmured to myself.

'That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen.' Norrington first mate told him.

'So it would seem. ' Norrington said with venom in his voice.

#pirates of the caribbean #POTC #Jack Sparrow #Jacksparrow #Jacksparrow x oc #Jack sparrow x oc #Jack sparrow x reader #Captain Jack Sparrow #Captain swann #Rosemary Rivers #Curse of the black pearl #Pirates of the caribbean curse of the black pearl #William Turner #Will Turner #Elizabeth Swann #keira knightley #Orlando Bloom #Johnny Depp #James Norrington #Pirates #pirates fanfiction #Jack Sparrow fanfic #pirates of the caribbean fanfic #Jack sparrow fanfiction

[small-sinclair]

Snow and Rose

An idea by @violettelune

Reformed!Johnny Slaughter x fem!reader

Welcomed readers: @sup-im-blue

Tw: mention of blood and death, him being a dad, mainly his pov, just something fluffy, not prof-read

He woke up to another nightmare. Johnny dreamt that he found you dead in the sunflower field, your blood stained on his hands, lifeless eyes looking up. Then he heard his daughter crying in the distance. No matter how fast he ran towards her cries, he was never close enough. He was never there in time. It always ended with Nancy standing over the crib and a wicked smile on her face.

“Freed ya, Johnny. Now you can come home,” she would say. “Now you come back home. Come home.”

At his feet, barbed wire and chains wrapped around his legs and arms, pulling him to the ground. He felt roots sewing him to the wooden floor into front of his mother as he looked upon her and her smile. He felt chainsaw blades strangling him as he tried to scream your name, but sunflowers and daisies poured from his lips. His world filled with his victims, his deaths, and they all look at him with empty, lost eyes. He knew their names; how could he forget them? Then his eyes focus to the center and sees you and his child in a broken marble block, red tears falling from your eyes as you look on your child. He tastes your blood, your flesh between gasps and teeth. He hates this. He loves you. Stop. Stop it!

Wake up.

He would wake up in sweat, sometimes shutting, sometimes falling out of bed and pushing away from the bed and from you.

Tonight, however, he woke up with a start, breathing heavily, his dark eyes looking around like a scared wild animal. He looked down at your sleeping form then up at the cracked door leading into the hallway. He needed to check. Johnny just needed time check.

He got out of bed, put the blanket over your shoulder, and crept out of the room but something in his chest didn’t sit. He came back and kisses your head. “Be back, y/n,” he promised. “Keep my side warm.”

He may not be a hunter, but he still kept his talents. He can walk without noise, he can move without sound, and he can be hidden without being seen. Johnny uses that talent whenever his daughter is asleep when he comes home from a long day from the butchers. That’s why he got the job in Wisconsin; the butcher need another slaughter, and he’s good at it. Why waste a talent? He’s used to the blood, to the kill, but these are animals, not man. But he got the job to leave Texas. He swore to the stars he’ll never go back.

Johnny made that promise in a burned down church two years ago, and he stuck to it still.

He snuck out the room and down the hall to the open white door to the cotton candy pink room. He lets out a deep sigh as he came over the little white crib he built and looked down. Ophelia Rosemary Sawyer, his 5 week-year-old daughter, slept like a rock in a pink onesie with a bear in the center. Whatever fear he had, the nightmares, the shadows and ghosts— it all faded when he saw her sleeping in peace. Shes his rock, his world, his reason.

Ever so slowly, he lowered his hand and touched her head, and his heart fluttered when she moved into his hand. She’s not scared of him. As if she’s glass, he picks her up slowly and cradles her. He sneaks to the wooden rocking chair in the corner and rocks back and forth. The moonlight lit the room as the snow fell gently over the evergreens.

“Hey there, little sunshine,” he whispers. “Don’ worry. Daddy’s just needed ya.” He looks down at his world and rests his forehead against hers, kisses it, and holds her close. “I swear you’ll never be alone, ever. I love you… I’ll never not love ya.” Then he looks outside, stands up, and takes her to the window. “Look at ‘at, Ophelia,” he whispers in her small spot of brown hair, “it’s your first snow. So pretty an’ bright.” He looks out at the fields and forests, the farmlands and homes, and he thinks about the fireflies and waving weeds he left behind. “Daddy ain’t goin’ away, sunshine. I promise.”

He closes his eyes breathed out slowly. “Texas can keep the fireflies,” he looked down at his child, his blood and flesh, and his heart swelled, “I got my snow and rose.”

“Johnny?” Your voice was enough to make him jolt but he relaxed. “Why are you up? Is Ophelia okay?” You joined his side and looked down at your child. “I didn’t hear her.”

“Naw,” he answers, rocking on his heel, his eyes not leaving his child. “Sleepin’ like a lamb.”

You rested your head on his arm as he looked outside. “It’s beautiful.”

“Yeah,” he said as he laid his head on top of yours.

“Is this your first snow?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Is it everything you’d imagined?”

He thought for a moment as he took in the land before him. He could imagine Ophelia and her friends running wild outside with sleds, building snowmen, having a snowball fight out back. He could see himself with you during a star filled night while the children sleep, slow dancing with you in the snow, kissing you sweetly while whispering praises. He thought about Texas and the heat, but he thought about you smiling while it snowed, his kids playing, and him giving you a cup of cocoa.

“Everything and more, moonbeam,” he whispers, meeting your eyes. He leans down and kisses you tenderly. “I love you, y/n.”

“And I love you, Johnny,” you said back. You looked back at the snow, and you both watched it fall over the moon lit snow.

#tcm johnny #johnny slaughter x reader #johnny slaughter x you #johnny sawyer x reader #johnny tcm #johnny sawyer #johnny slaughter #tcm fanfic #slasher fanfiction #slasher x y/n #slasher x you #slasher fanfic #slasher x reader #Johnny sawyer x you

[heartsaturn]

Haii! I was wondering if you can do a Steve Randle x M!Reader? :3

“love grows where my rosemary goes and nobody knows like me”

steve randle x m!reader

warnings: so much fluff that its actually sickening (and darry being everyones father figure, queue disappointed darry)

summary: the four times reader wanted to kiss steve and the one time he did.

a/n: still trying to figure out the personality of the outsiders characters so i apologize in advance. also sorry for taking literally forever to get this out, i was so busy with school work and honestly was in a writing slump. ik you said male reader but its not very specific tbh. ps i loved writing this request with my whole heart <33

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one

“No it’s not!”

“Yes it is!”

Steve and I were about twenty minutes deep into an argument about wether chocolate cake or vanilla cake is better.

“Tell me one reason why vanilla is better than chocolate!”

Clearly, Steve was very sensitive about this topic. The only reason I wasn’t giving him this argument was because it was honestly kind of funny seeing how angry he got over something so unimportant like flavour of cake.

“It’s just my personal preference! Why can’t you accept that!”

Steve’s face finally seemed to have contorted to a more calm expression. He probably had realized how silly of an argument this was and wanted to stop. Although, instead of him stopping he just simply… walked away.

“Steve! Where are you going?”

“I am going to get both vanilla and chocolate cake and we are going to test them together. If I like the vanilla better than you win, if you like chocolate better than I win. Deal?”

“Fine, just because I want this argument to be over.”

He slightly chuckled at that statement and I swear my heart stopped then and there.

His laugh.

His laugh.

Every time I heard his laugh it was like the first time I had ever heard it before and I fell in love with him all over again.

I just want to be more than friends.

two

The whole gang was currently having a sleepover at the Curtis house, it was a bit small for all of us but we make it work

Right now though, Two-bit, Steve, and Sodapop were having an argument about which movie we were going to watch.

what is it with Steve and arguing with people?

I had no clue what they were even talking about anymore as I just sat back and listened. Darry had gone out to get the snacks for the movie, which was a big mistake leaving everyone unsupervised. Johnny and Ponyboy were both on the floor leaning against the couch, about to drift to sleep. Finally, Dally was out on the porch smoking, probably sick and tired of hearing the the boys argue.

Even though I didn’t know what they were talking about, I was on Steve’s side. No matter what. He just looks so passionate about what he is talking about and he is the perfect volume between yelling and talking, to where its not annoying but he is still getting his point across.

He is literally perfect.

And then Darry comes back with the snacks and most definitely sees me looking at Steve with love in my eyes and I am now regretting the fact that I cannot hide my emotions.

God, I am so far gone.

three

It seemed that I couldn’t hang out with Steve alone anymore because it was the third time this week that one or more of the gang member interrupted us.

Steve and I were just as the diner by ourselves because we hadn’t had a one-on-one conversation in a while and we wanted to catch up. That is when the whole rest of the gang comes in and decides to plop themselves right at our booth, which could barely fit all of us.

Steve and I were still across from each other though, and we both gave look that said “I want to kill them for interrupting us”. We didn’t even engage in conversation with the rest of the gang, we just talked to each other.

Steve had just made a joke and I was now dying laughing. It wasn’t even that funny but it was to me and to him. After I was done with my laughing fit, I looked at Steve and we made eye contact.

Since when were his eyes so pretty?

We held eye contact for about three second, smiling like idiots, before both getting flustered and looking away.

Before either of us could say anything, Sodapop engaged Steve in a conversation.

four

I had been having an absolute shit day. First, I had woken up late, missed the school bus and inevitably had to walk to school. Second, none of the gang was at school today. None of them. Johnny and Ponyboy where on a class field trip to God knows where and Two-bit was sick with the flu. I felt more like an outsider than I usually do. Third, I got an F on an exam that is worth 30% of our semester grade. That was going to do damage.

Honestly, the only thing that I could look forward to was going to the DX after school. I wanted to see my bestfriend.

So, finally, the school day was over and I walked over to the DX, which is luckily only about a 5 minute walk from my school.

I walked through the door and immediately spotted Sodapop.

“Hey Soda! Where’s Steve?” I asked him, anxious to find my bestfriend.

“Gee, thanks for asking me how I’m doing Y/N. He’s in the back.” Soda replies sarcastically.

I just roll my eyes at him and head to the back where Steve is.

“Hey Steve!” I say, excited to finally be able to be with him after my long day.

“Oh, hey Y/N. How was your day?” Steve replies, turning around when he heard my voice. I always loved how considerate he was of my feeling and making sure that I’m okay.

“Honestly? Pretty shit.” I say nonchalantly, as if that was the normal response.

“Oh, why is that?” Steve asks, his face scrunches a little in confusion and worry.

“Just a lot. It was pretty stressful today.” I say exasperated.

“Well, how about this, we go to the drive in, just you and me, and we get dinner afterwards too. It’s all on me. Deal?” Steve offers.

“Steve you don’t need to do all of that for me.” I sigh at him. Sometimes he too considerate.

“Hey. Yes I do, it is my job as your bestest friend to take care you.” He says, grabbing my chin in the process. I genuinely thought I was going to faint. I mean like actually. Steve was grabbing my chin. And it sounded like he wanted to take me on a date? What a world I am living in.

five

The gang had just gotten out of a rumble with the socs and Steve was hurt. Bad. We had gotten to the Curtis house after the rumble and he just locked himself in the bathroom. This is very unlike Steve.

“Steve, come on, please let me in. I just want to see you.” I plead outside of the door of the bathroom, not caring that the others can see and hear me.

Quickly, the door opens and I get pulled into the bathroom and then the door shuts again.

Steve is shirtless with his wound on full display. Some fucking idiot soc had brought a blade to the rumble and had been able to get a clean cut right across Steve’s upper chest. Steve was looking to the ground, as if he was ashamed.

“Oh Steve.” I say softly, instinctively getting the first aid kit out.

“Can I please help clean your cut and bandage it?” I ask Steve lowering my head so I can look him in the eyes. He nods softly, still not looking directly at me.

I disinfect his wound, trying to be as quick and careful as possible because if I heard one more sad whimper from him, I was going to cry.

“Hey, look at me Steve. I know it hurts but you will be okay.” I say trying to comfort him because seeing him so sad and hurt, pains me.

“I’m just, I feel like I disappointed everyone tonight, you know? Like, I should have been able to protect myself, protect you but I couldn’t do it right.” He says, tears now rolling down his cheeks.

I couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand the fact that he was here, in front of me, talking bad about himself. He was as perfect as human can be and he is worried about protecting, me? I’m not even injured.

In fact, I couldn’t stand it so much, that I did the only thing I could think of to comfort him.

I kissed him.

I captured his lips in a very light and soft kiss that was barely even there, yet it lasted for a while and was so electric. At first, he was just frozen with shock and I was worried I did something wrong. Then, he melted into the kiss just as I was and it was a beautiful moment.

We eventually broke apart and looked into each other’s eyes and I finally saw his dopey and joyful smile that I loved so much.

“Boy, do we have some explaining to do to the gang.”

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word count: 1474

#🎀 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬!! #heartsaturn #steve randle #steve randle x reader #the outsiders x reader #the outsiders #sodapop curtis #johnny cade #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #two bit matthews #dallas winston #tom cruise #the outsiders fanfiction

[serraeon]

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Welcome to the blog, I’m Eren (I also go by Dante, Vergil, or Raiden). This place is mostly just reblogs, I don’t have much to post about. Please be kind in any interactions, I’m just some guy honestly. Some of these ships/FOs are extremely personal to me outside of just being characters I like or enjoy shoving together, so don’t go off on me for being a shipper of this or that. I’m just having fun. Thank you for reading, and enjoy :)

Tag Index

Note: 80% of the time I won’t tag (<- lazy)

My most beloved, my dear

🧣- Mikasa Ackerman

Main F/Os:

🌊- Armin Arlert

🧸- Ada Wong

🧬- Luis Serra Navarro

🔫- Lady

🤺- Jetstream Sam

Still big F/Os for me, but I post them less:

🛡️- Reiner Braun

🎵- Kyrie

🌂- Carlos Oliveira

🚬- Chris Redfield

🐬- Jotaro Kujo

🦇- Misa Amane

🖋️- Teru Mikami

🥪- Kento Nanami

Mutuals Tags ♡

☕️tag- @/ccoffeestainss

Ships List

AOT

Eremika (Eren Jaeger x Mikasa Ackerman)

Eremin (Eren Jaeger x Armin Arlert)

Aruani (Armin Arlert x Annie Leonhart)

JJK

Satosugu (Satoru Gojo x Suguru Geto)

Nanago (Satoru Gojo x Kento Nanami)

Itafushi (Yuji Itadori x Megumi Fushiguro)

Death Note

Mikalight (Teru Mikami x Light Yagami)

Lawmane (L Lawliet x Misa Amane)

Lawlight (L Lawliet x Light Yagami)

JJBA

Jotakak/Noritaro (Jotaro Kujo x Noriaki Kakyoin)

Caejose (Caesar Zeppeli x Joseph Joestar)

Jolmes/Foolymes (Jolyne Kujo x Ermes Costello x Foo Fighters)

Diopucci (Dio Brando x Enrico Pucci)

Giomis (Giorno Giovanna x Guido Mista)

Fugio (Giorno Giovanna x Panacotta Fugo)

Dinopants (Diego Brando x Hot Pants)

Gyjo (Gyro Zeppeli x Johnny Joestar)

Resident Evil

Serrenedy (Leon Kennedy x Luis Serra)

Aeon (Leon Kennedy x Ada Wong)

Valeveira (Jill Valentine x Carlos Oliveira)

Chrisker (Chris Redfield x Albert Wesker)

Chreon (Chris Redfield x Leon Kennedy)

Devil May Cry

Dante x Lady

Nerokiri (Nero x Kyrie)

Metal Gear Rising: Revengeance

Samuraiden (Raiden x Jetstream Sam)

Raiden x Rosemary

More to be added

[sillygraham]

Resident Evil !?

Ashley Graham ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

I wish ✧ angst

Finally home ♡ fluff

Leon S. Kennedy ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

Great love ✧ leon x ada / fluff

Ada Wong ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

Great love ✧ ada x leon / fluff

Jill Valentine ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

I Guess ✯ angst

Ethan Winters ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Rosemary Winters ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Jack Krauser ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Claire Redfield ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Karl Heisenberg ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Chris Redfield ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Moira Burton ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

The Last of us !?

Joel Miller ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Ellie Williams ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Abby Anderson ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Dina Woodward ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Tommy Miller ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Mortal Kombat !?

Johnny Cage ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Cassie Cage ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Sonya Blade ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Mileena ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Erron Black ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Sindel ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Li Mei ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Kitana ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Ashrah ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Syzoth // Reptile ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Kenshi Takahashi ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Tomas Vrbada // Smoke ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Tanya ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Liu Kang ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Overwatch 2 !?

Ashe ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Cole Cassidy ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Angela Ziegler // Mercy ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Red Dead Redemption !?

Arthur Morgan ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

John Marston ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

Peace ✷ angst

Sadie Adler ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Sean MacGuire ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Javier Escuella ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Mary-Beth Gaskill ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Kieran Duffy ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Tilly Jackson ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Charles Smith ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Devil May Cry !?

Dante ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Nero ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

Nicoletta Goldstein // Nico ⊰⁠⊹ฺ

n/a . . .

#sillygraham #masterlist

[brandonwayneb]

Respects Russian

Respects Arabia

Respects Nazi A+

Arabia Arabia

Shiva Shiva

Levitate Levitate

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

🌹 RoseMary

❤️ This is all I ever say

❤️ This is all I ever live

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Flawless Spelling

Sing and Dance 'sid'

the words 'smids' and 'smades' to uncover liars

Young Guys: Satan Submissive

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“space needle” “ironic man”

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“mckinney tx” “Macdonald kidney stones”

“princeton tx” “depraved dolls” “cell pre”

“Gideon” “Neo” “Geo” “Galaxy” “Guy Op”

“Soul Matron” “Arron”

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99% Rainbow

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Anti indoctrination

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Barbie and Ken go to Jerusalem

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Joke: Pinky and The Brain

“Lizzy Hebrew”

“Young Guys Satan Submissive”

“Old Guys Devil Dominance”

Varsity Volleyball

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#Vladimir

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All named Zoophobia NGs

All the names will have links to the characters bio once it has been written

D= designed

RD= needs an update

N= no design

F= complete

Main series

Ronnie / Josh/ Hailey / Vinnie / Lilith ( Tom x Taylor x Bozzwick ) F

Keslie(Kez)/ Callie ( Penelope x Daphne ) F

Jay / Lannie / Lake / Susie ( Damian x Elijah ) F

Varian ( Kayla x Jolene ) Kayla? F

Aj ( Summer + Bambi ) queer platonic F

Jamie ( Autumn x Rusty ) F

Oasis / Thyme / Quil / ( Winter x Pepper x Ink ) F

Chelsea ( Ronaldo x Tentadora ) F

Monica / Delaian ( Tentadora + Styx ) F

Raspberry / Jace ( Zechariah x Fabian ) F

Lacey ( Zechariah + Queen ) RD

Jessie ( Mia x Roxanne ) F

Cinnamon / Song ( Ava x Vincent ) F

Julian ( Wynne x Hart ) F

June ( Venus’s offspring ) N

Lexa / Jubilie ( Cierra x Quiver ) RD/D

Antonio / Jordan ( Jubilie x Kimberly x Camilla ) F

Daniel ( Maple x Baltimore ) F

Jasmine ( Jojo x Kate ) F

Ivory ( Adina + Sabrina ) F

Tim ( Krisstina x Destiny ) F

Zenna ( Sahara x Zamir ) F

Diana ( Addison + Gustav ) F

Chives ( Jack x Addison ) F

Carter ( Orion x Utina ) F

Mist ( Jamille’s daughter ) F

Eliza ( Hilda x Evalyn ) F

Maple ( Kaycee + Vanganza ) Raised by Lauretta D

Pierce ( Vanganza x Simon ) F

Maria / Jerico / Eliza ( Alanzo x Jackie ) F

Moira ( Mirage x Phinese ) F

Zinnia / Zephirine / Periwinkle ( Jill x Nique ) F

Danny ( Zill x Priscilla ) F

Nadia ( Max x Alexis ) F

Trix ( Nathan x Shane ) RD

Koi ( Celestine’s daughter ) F

Shawn ( Olivia’s son) F

Cyan / Sophie ( Christina x Tam x Mackenzie ) F

Colt ( Spam x Kiki ) F

Ressie / Kim / Leo (spam + vanexa ) F

Lana / crow / thrush / Kira ( Vanexa x Spring ) N

Parrot ( Raven x Jayjay ) F

Apricot ( Perci x Malcom ) N

Pearl ( Francesca x Xinith ) F

Laura ( Lenny x Rosemary ) F

Cola pop ( Max x Nightingale ) F

Sage / Lime / Fennel ( Mint’s son) F

Neo ( Whitney’s kid ) F

Joana/Roxanna/jolene/johnny/Jerome/Tessa( Salems brotherJeremy x selk ) F

Yew / Nightshade ( Ribbon + Greta.OC ) F

Artemis ( Athena + Castello ) F

Tyson (Snake x Opal) F

Perry (Calvin x Quinton) F

75/86

11 to do

Alt

Unnamed NG ( Xavior x Loreai ) no design yet

Ginger ( Ribbon x Fantasia ) D

Devin (Kayla x Zill ) D

Paige (Jack x Jill)

Unnamed NG (Summer x Pepper)

#zoophobia #venix zp #aaaaaaah long list #damn i have so many designs still to go

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Impact Wrestling Slammiversary PPV Results - June 19, 2022

Pre-show: Rich Swann def. Brian Myers in 7:12 to retain the Impact Digital Media Championship

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5. Alex Shelley, Chris Sabin, Davey Richards, Frankie Kazarian, & Nick Aldis def. Eddie Edwards, Matt Taven, Mike Bennett, PCO, & Vincent in 18:45

6. Jordynne Grace def. Chelsea Green, Deonna Purrazzo, Mia Yim, and Tasha Steelz in a Queen of the Mountain Match in 18:20 to win the Impact Knockouts World Championship

7. Josh Alexander def. Eric Young in 18:44 to retain the Impact World Championship

[amchara]

When I go quiet, you say that I look good in the silence

Kit Herondale, Ty Blackthorn (Kit / Ty)

Wordcount: 4,440 words

Prompt: Whumptober 8 "Definitely Just a Cold." / Also taking direct inspiration from @sandersgrey 's Kit / Ty posts about what happens when Kit gets sick here , here and here. And shout out to @thechangeling for reminding me how much I love this format of fic. :)

TW: swearing, canonical parental neglect

Five Times Kit Hid When He Was Sick (And One Time Ty Didn’t Let Him)

[can also be found here on Ao3]

1)

Kit couldn’t remember the first time clearly but every once in a while fleeting sensations - ghostly whispers - tugged at the edge of his memory.

Hiding underneath a bed, floorboards creaking and long shadows stretching across the room as his dad called out for him.

The scent of orange blossom as she coaxed him out.

A rocking sensation and being carried in sun-tanned arms;

Sitting in a warm, damp bathroom with the scent of menthol all around.

Her voice crooning in his ear and soft hands rubbing circles on his back as he coughed.

But try as he might, Kit could never remember her face.

2)

He had been joining his father at his booth on Shadow Market nights for about three years and Kit knew exactly how lucky he was. He didn’t take the privilege for granted; he knew if he messed up, or caused trouble how easily he’d be back at home, with their neighbor from down the road. Kit didn’t want to be trapped at home again with Debbie, who smelled like cigarettes and cat hair and watched the Price is Right reruns on the television all night, while Kit listlessly paged through his dad’s old books or tried to do his homework.

Which is why he didn’t tell his dad that he was feeling dizzy that night, as they arrived at the market.

His dad handed him three dollar bills and told him to go get something to eat. Kit looked down at the money. The last time his dad had handed him that much money, it had only bought him a small pastry from the Cornish witch’s stall. And he had still felt hungry afterwards.

“It’s not enough,” he mumbled.

Johnny threw him a sharp look from where he was setting up. He straightened his sign and laid out the few potions he had mixed earlier that day at the kitchen table, even as he had warned Kit to stay away and not disturb him.

“That’s all I have,” he said, after a minute. He didn’t meet Kit’s eyes. “Look- you’re enterprising, you can figure out how to stretch it.”

Kit knew this meant he should practice his pickpocketing skills. His stomach churned at the thought. Or maybe that was from the ongoing dizziness.

He nodded and slunk away.

The werewolf couple were easy enough as marks, and Kit couldn’t hide his grin as he ducked behind the stall selling tiny pixie globes, to count his haul. Two twenty dollar bills and a jade necklace that he knew his dad could easily fence. .

As he tucked the money into his hoodie and stood up, Kit’s vision blurred and he stumbled. Food- food would help, he thought. He shoved the necklace into his deepest pocket and headed towards the food stalls.

“Hey kid- are you okay?” The Fae girl behind him with donkey’s ears had a loud, braying voice and Kit shook his head as his ears rang and his forehead suddenly broke out in a sweat. He finished paying for the moss-green noodles, and tried to find a small corner where he could eat them in peace. Before he left, he spared a glance across the market, where he could just about see his dad’s stall. Johnny was talking animatedly to a wizard with tall antelope horns and holding up one of his potions. Kit knew he shouldn’t disturb him.

He found a spot about fifty feet away from his dad’s stall, hidden enough that he felt safe in case he collapsed. He only managed about a few bites of his noodles before the dizziness overwhelmed him again. Kit closed his eyes.

He was woken by Johnny shaking him, his face a mixture of anger and worry. He hauled Kit up and Kit tried to focus on his dad’s face and what he was saying but his ears kept ringing loudly.

He passed out again.

The next time he woke up, he was back in his own bed, his bedsheets drenched in sweat. Kit tried to keep his teeth from chattering as his dad and a tall, shadowy figure argued in the corner of his room.

“Not my area of expertise, Rook.” The voice was light and cultured, with a faint accent. “I’ve only ever heard of Shadowhunters being afflicted by scalding fever but I suppose those with the Sight could also be. Unless...” The man trailed off.

“I didn’t bring you here to speculate, Fade. Can you help him?”

“He’d be better off if you got one of the Sil-”

“No,” his dad said flatly.

The warlock (that was what he was, Kit guessed), sighed. “I also know of another warlock, Catarina Loss - she’s one of the best with illnesses, mundane or Downworlder related and if you don’t want to involve any of them, you should go to Cat.”

“Look-” his dad interrupted. “Get the ingredients for any spell or potion that’ll make him better and I’ll pay you, all right?” Johnny’s voice was tense. “And I’ll pay you double if you don’t mention this to anyone.”

“Hmmm.” The warlock laughed sceptically. “We’re still working on that payment plan from last time, Rook.”

He walked over to the bed and Kit squeezed his eyes closed. “Poor kid,” Fade’s voice came from up above. Even through his shut lids, Kit could almost see the sparks of his magic dance above him.

The room was quiet.

“I’ll do it this time, no payment upfront. But you’ll owe me a favor.”

Kit let out an involuntary shiver, even as he heard Johnny agree. He knew how dangerous unspecified favors could be… he thought about objecting but another round of intense shivering overtook him, and he moaned, burrowing further into the bedcovers.

Before unconsciousness claimed him, he could swear he could feel someone smooth his hair over his forehead. But whether it was his father or the warlock, he couldn’t say.

Three days later, he woke up completely fine and his father refused to even acknowledge he had been ill. Kit sometimes wondered if he had dreamed the whole scene in his bedroom.

3)

His dad plopped down a carton of cheap orange juice in front of him. “Drink this, it’ll help with the snot,” he said, looking distastefully at the pile of kleenex sitting in front of Kit’s cereal bowl. Kit looked up, his eyes streaming, grabbing another tissue and blew his nose loudly. He usually didn’t bother his dad when he was sick- it wasn’t that hard to shoplift a few packets of cold and flu medications or Nyquil but there was a geography quiz he really hadn’t studied for and he wanted to test something...

“I think I’m too sick to go to school,” he said, hoping his dad got the hint.

Johnny Rook narrowed his eyes, assessing as he looked over Kit from head to toe.

Kit tried not to squirm as he waited for his dad to come to a decision. He really did feel kind of sick but even if he was faking it, he had recently realized if he might finally be able to lie convincingly enough to pull the wool over his dad’s eyes… Kit felt a quick thrill of accomplishment run through him, followed immediately by guilt.

“You’re fine. It’s definitely just a cold-” his father told him gruffly. “Plus, I have clients coming over this afternoon and you can’t be in the house while they’re here.”

Kit rolled his eyes and his dad cuffed him lightly on the back of his head.

“You’re going to school- and that’s that.” His tone brooked no argument.

So when he hauled Kit out from his hiding spot under the stairs a few hours later, he was livid.

Looking at his father’s red face, Kit knew he had miscalculated how angry he would be that he had disobeyed his orders. “I thought I told you to go to school!” He spun Kit around and marched him upstairs, his hand firm at the nape of Kit’s neck, so much so that Kit couldn’t turn to see what the reaction was from his dad’s robed, foul-smelling clients.

“I’m sick,” Kit threw down the gauntlet when they got to his room. “The school nurse sent me home because I have a temperature.” He crossed his arms and glared at his dad.

“I don’t fucking care,” Johnny said, pushing him roughly across the threshold.

He stepped back, holding the door and Kit could see his jaw was clenched. “I told you to stay away from the house today and you didn’t listen,” he said, his voice shaking slightly. “You’ve got to listen to me, otherwise you’re not going to make it.”

Make what? Kit would later think. But at the time, all he could hear was the door to his room slamming and the sound of the lock clicking on the other side.

Kit threw an angry glance to his window but decided it wasn’t worth the additional aggravation he’d get from his dad and threw himself down on his bed instead.

Two weeks later, Kit couldn’t help but feel bitter after the werewolf incident; when his dad decided that actually, maybe he didn’t need to attend school after all.

4)

Kit rolled over in the unfamiliar bed, the early morning light streaming in from the large window that he knew held a picture perfect view of the beach.

He felt the tickle at the back of his throat intensify and he stifled the urge to cough. And his head hurt. Alongside his arm. But Emma had assured him the first night he had arrived the pain from his arm was just a sprain - that he hadn’t broken anything.

After her intervention, he had fled back into the room he had claimed and only came out to quickly shovel down food in the ridiculously well-stocked and aesthetically pleasing kitchen (like the rest of the Institute. Kit hated Shadowhunters but he had to admit, they knew how to decorate).

He had thought maybe the universe would give him a fucking break, given he had just seen his dad ripped to shreds in front of him and he just found out that he was a Shadowhunter, but no- apparently the universe had a sense of humor and decided now was also the perfect time to give him a cold.

But his stomach was gurgling and he decided he’d risk having to talk to someone again, if he could only eat more of those chocolate chip cookies from the previous evening’s dinner.

Stupid Shadowhunters, giving him a room and new clothes and delicious food.

He threw open the door. And almost tripped on the boy lying outside.

“Are you my guard?” Kit snarled and then almost immediately regretted it, as he suddenly recognised him as the boy with the knife. He stopped, confused. “Why are you sleeping in front of my door?”

“Because I want to.” Despite Kit almost stepping on him, the boy didn’t look upset. He had crossed his long legs in front of him, and held a slim paperback book in one hand, large headphones pushed down around his neck.

Okay then. Kit thought.

“Did you need anything?” he asked.

Kit sighed. “Do you have any Tylenol?”

The black-haired boy - Ty, Kit remembered, squinted and looked confused. Then he pulled out his phone - a new iPhone, Kit noted with professional interest, and asked: “How do you spell that?”

Kit blinked. “Uh-” Did Shadowhunters honestly not know about basic over-the-counter drugs? He watched as Ty’s gaze switched from the phone to rest by Kit’s shoulder, his slate-gray eyes guileless. Kit quickly spelled it out for him.

“Oh,” Ty said, after a minute. “Mundane painkillers… no, we don’t have any of those.” But he looked almost disappointed and Kit was tempted to ask if he could pick some up.

Ty pulled out his magic wand, pencil thingy. “But I could give you a-”

“No! None of your Shadowhunter bullshit,” Kit snarled. He slammed the door on Ty’s surprised and slightly hurt face.

Kit slumped back against the door, feeling oddly guilty.

He sneezed. And then sneezed again. On the other side of the door, he could hear rustling and a girl’s voice drift through, followed by Ty’s deeper, raspier tone.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

“Kit? Ty and Livvy say you’re sick…do you need anything?” It was Julian Blackthorn. Kit wasn’t going to give him any more ammunition - in his brief interactions with the Institute’s inhabitants so far he already could see that nothing got past the older Blackthorn boy.

“I’m fine. I’m not sick,” he yelled back, wincing at the pain it caused in his throat. He couldn’t show weakness, Kit thought, as his eyes prickled with tears. He focussed on his breathing and tried to distract himself.

Maybe later he’d steal a full Tupperware of those cookies, he thought miserably.

5)

“Right, so I picked up a few things at the chemist- this is Berocca; you dissolve it into water. We don’t have Tylenol here in England but paracetamol is the equivalent. Oh- also some lemsip - but don’t take those two together as they both contain the same medicine. I also got a few packs of throat sweets as that cough does not sound pleasant.”

With a caring look on his face, Jem slid the bag of medicine across the large butcher’s block table towards him. Behind him, Kit could see Tessa finishing up with the tea, and she hurried over to place the oversized mug in front of him, before sitting across from him at the table, careful of her growing belly.

It was too much, Kit thought bewilderingly. Why did Tessa and Jem care so much? It was only a cough. He had been with them for two months, and he was still waiting for the other shoe to drop, trying to figure out what they wanted from him.

He stammered his thanks and bent over his tea, feeling the heat warm his cold fingers and letting the steam curl around his face. It also tickled his throat.

He tried to suppress his cough but it came out as a huge, hacking fit and out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jem and Tessa exchange a look between them and Kit cringed.

They were probably regretting having to take care of him, he thought. He didn’t remember any of the Blackthorns getting ill at all and he wondered if there was something weird about him- his fae blood, or being brought up as mostly mundane that made him susceptible. He couldn’t imagine Emma or Diana or Julian or T- any other Shadowhunter- having anything so mundane as a cough.

“I’ll be fine,” he muttered, and excused himself, retreating up to his room.

Later that evening, he heard a small knock on his door, and when he opened it, he saw a small tray on the floor containing a bowl of hearty vegetable soup, a grilled cheese sandwich, a fresh cup of tea, and a copy of the book ‘The Princess Bride’. There was also a note in a graceful, looping script that said: We also have the film version, if you’d prefer it

He’d seen the movie but had never read the book. After finishing the soup, he paged through the book but he felt so fatigued he passed out before he could read more than a few pages. But when he woke up, he picked it up again and read it through.

Two days later, while he was cooking dinner, Jem replied to Tessa with an ‘As you wish’, and Tessa let out a small giggle. Before he could help it, Kit was exchanging an amused glance with her. “I’ve seen the movie,” Kit said quickly.

“And I’ve read the book,” Tessa said, her lips quirking upwards. “But I also adore the movie.”

“The book wasn’t bad,” Kit admitted.

And that's how that tradition started.

6)

Kit’s parry wasn’t strong enough as Dru’s blade swept over his guard, knocking his own sword out of his hand forcefully and twinging nerves in his wrist. Kit skipped backwards from her advances, frowning as he rubbed his fingers together to get rid of the tingling feeling. More ominously, the heavy feeling in his head that he had woken up with was intensifying and the telltale drip down the back of his throat was growing.

His heart sank as he recognized the tell-tale signs of his body about to betray him by getting sick. He threw a quick look across the room, where Ty was practicing staff training with Tavvy.

He pushed down on the panic that was starting to build- he’d only be back in contact with the Blackthorns for a few months and he and Ty were… well, he didn’t know what they were. But it involved kissing, and definitely- maybe- was leading to something more... and having a cold and being all gross and filled with mucus was decidedly not what he needed when it came to interacting with Ty.

“Haha, yield Herondale!” Dru said, a smug smile playing on her face.

Kit pulled a knife out from his weapons belt and attempted to guard against her attack but it was pointless. Thirty seconds later, he found himself flat on his back, with a sword about two inches from his eyeballs and Dru bent over him, blue-green eyes filled with unholy glee.

His defeat was compounded by his body also deciding to get in on the action. He sneezed and it was only Dru’s quick reflexes that prevented what would’ve been a truly disastrous training injury.

“Raziel help me… Kit, I could have IMPALED YOU.” Dru looked horrified, as he stood up, shaking his head and then immediately regretting that life choice and sneezing again. She narrowed her eyes. “Are you getting sick?”

“No!” Kit immediately shot back. He picked up the dropped sword. “I’m just- I’m just-” Out of the corner of his eye he could see Ty was watching them, holding the staff loose in one hand and listening in.

“I’m gonna go,” he mumbled, heading for the training room door without another word.

Kit spent the rest of the afternoon in his room, contemplating how he was going to avoid the Blackthorns- particularly Ty- for the duration of the cold. He wondered if it was too late to fake an emergency back in Devon.

He felt like it had been a constant stream of knocks all afternoon, from Helen wondering if he was going to come down for lunch, to Aline asking if he needed anything from the drug store, to Dru quietly apologizing outside his door, and even Tavvy knocking on his door and offering a tattered elephant. But crucially, Ty hadn’t shown up, and Kit wasn’t sure if he wasn’t relieved or worried at that state of affairs.

At dinner, he picked at his food, avoided conversation as much as he could and attempted to feel and act like he wasn’t about to become the Snot Monster, surreptitiously wiping his nose on a napkin when he thought no one was looking. But of course, he was at a table full of Shadowhunters, so that was wishful thinking.

Across the table, he could feel Ty’s cool, gray eyes studying him. Kit wished his Fae powers included invisibility, as all the Blackthorns politely avoided mentioning the few coughs that he was unable to hold in and still tried to include him into conversation. He wished they wouldn’t.

Normally he and Ty met up in the library after dinner (as they researched further ways to help Livvy) but he sent a quick text to Ty’s phone saying: sorry, can’t make it tonight. Lets met up again tomorrow.

Ty replied almost immediately with a one word text. Ok

Kit read it, and then sank back onto his pillow, swallowing a groan, not wanting to think about what must be going through Ty’s head.

Shortly after 11 pm, there was a knock at the door, and for a long minute Kit considered faking being asleep. But then his body decided otherwise, as he coughed and sputtered. In the sudden silence afterwards he heard a soft, “Watson?”

He summoned up his courage to open the door. Due to the late hour, most of the lights had been switched off and so Ty was standing in the hallway, half in darkness, the shadows mostly obscuring his face, so Kit couldn’t read the expression on his face.

“Can I come in?” Ty asked.

Kit sighed.

“Look, don’t take it personally but if you try to make me hold a conversation I WILL cry,” he said, not even sure if he was trying to joke or not. Probably he wasn’t, he considered, as he tried to tone down his normal sarcasm around Ty.

“No, that’s fine,” Ty said seriously. “Is it okay though if I just sit with you, reading in silence? I can keep you company.” He held up the book he was holding in his hand, his Blackthorn ring glinting silver in the light. In his other hand, he held a small rectangular box.

“That’s an option?” Kit asked.

A tiny, sweet smile crossed Ty’s face. “Yeah, it can be.”

It was the smile that convinced him.

“Okay then,” Kit said, and swept his arm in a dramatic flourish, which was ruined by him doubling over in another coughing fit. “Welcome to Herondale plague house.”

Ty settled himself in the armchair across from Kit’s bed, which Kit had returned to, pulling the covers up so that only his head was poking out. Annoyingly, Kit could feel his muscles start to shiver as his internal thermostat started to go out of whack.

He didn’t tell Ty any of this.

Kit remained nervous for the first few minutes, as despite Ty’s words, he wondered if there was something Ty wanted or expected anything of him (he didn’t think it was making out- he was fairly aware he looked and sounded like one of Mina’s Sesame Street monsters with his gurgling and hacking up a lung- and alluring it was not.)

But Ty did exactly what he said he’d do, reading his book in silence (although once looking up to meet Kit’s smile with one of his own.)

Feeling exhausted, Kit fell asleep. He woke up in the middle of the night, feeling a warmth tucked in at his feet. It was a hot water bottle. Kit looked around. Ty was gone but beside him, there was a glass of water and two small Tylenol pills, already popped out of their blister pack.

Kit looked down at his phone, and there was a message from Ty.

I’ll be back in the morning.

And he was true to his word. He brought in a bowl of cereal and a cup of coffee, setting it down beside Kit, before settling back with a new book.

Kit looked over at him, and tilted his head, trying to figure out what was going on.

“What?” he asked, arching a black eyebrow in such a perfectly Ty expression that Kit was tempted to go over and kiss him senseless, before remembering that was not currently on the cards.

“Nothing,” Kit said, as he pulled the bowl into his lap and started wolfing it down.

Ty smothered a smile, and returned to his reading.

Once he had finished breakfast Kit couldn’t help but ask. “Don’t you have training?”

Aren’t you going to leave? Kit thought.

A puzzled look filled Ty’s eyes. “I’ve already told Tavvy that we’re going to take a pause for a couple days until you get better. Helen and Aline already know.”

Oh.

“You don’t have to do that for me,” Kit said, his cheeks starting to burn with embarrassment as he looked down. “I’m not that sick.”

He felt, rather than saw Ty come and sit down beside him. “I want to,” Ty’s voice was soft. “Plus- I’ve finished Centurion training, it’s not as if I’ll lose any edge by taking a couple days off.” He reached out to briefly touch Kit’s hand.

Kit cleared his throat, fighting past the lump that was developing. This was the strangest cold he’d had in a while, he thought, as his eyes also started burning. “Okay,” he managed.

They passed several hours in companionable silence, Kit eventually growing comfortable with blowing his nose in front of Ty, rather than flinching every time he made a noise louder than a squeak.

Occasionally Ty would disappear, but he’d always return after a few minutes - once with some chicken noodle soup, a couple times with renewed hot water bottles.

It wasn’t until the evening that Kit mustered up the courage to ask him.

“Ty…” he began.

Ty looked up from where he was working on his and Anush’s newest Sensor prototype.

“Would you…” Kit fought back the blush. “Would you mind sitting with me?”

Ty set down his tools. “On the bed?”

“Only if you don’t mind,” Kit said quickly. “I mean, you probably don’t want to get what I have but umm, given you’ve been in a closed room with me for almost a day now- you’re probably either going to get it or you won’t.”

Ty’s mouth quirked. “A very logical deduction- and sure, I’ll join you,” he said casually.

As they knew from previous sessions, the bed was not normally meant for two nearly-grown Shadowhunters and somehow they ended up with Kit having his head in Ty’s lap. “Is this all right?” Ty asked, his graceful fingers sweeping back the hair that had fallen across Kit’s forehead.

Despite his grottiness, Kit couldn’t help but suppress a shiver. “Ye- yeah,” he said.

Ty had noticed the shiver and even upside down, Kit could see his eyes flickering, noting all of his reactions, the wheels turning in his head as he assessed Kit. But he didn’t say anything.

He bent over and gave Kit a gentle kiss on his forehead. “You’re still sick- you should sleep,” Ty said, picking up his book from the bedside table.

He opened the book and began reading, one-handed, while his other hand rested in Kit’s hair, stroking. An indescribable feeling filled Kit’s heart, and as Ty’s fingers ran through his hair, he felt the tension that had been building for several days slowly start to dissipate.

He soon grew drowsy and fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was fully dark. Kit was now lying on his side, and he immediately realised that Ty hadn’t left but was instead spooning him; one arm draped in a heavy but reassuring weight across him, his fingers clasped in Kit’s left hand and his breath a soothing puff across the nape of his neck.

This time, Kit didn’t try to stop the tears falling onto his pillow.

(fic title taken from Stormy Skies (Diamonds) by Josie Man)

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[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

The Shadowhunter Chronicles Couples Bracket But Without Malec

#the shadowhunter chronicles #wessa #jessa #kitty #thomstair #heline #sizzy #sophideon #kieraktina #gwynburn #ashilla #jon and marisol #johnny x rosemary #gabrily #blackdale #lukelyn #joaquin x juliette #blackstairs #clace #gracetopher #herondaisy #batmaia #arianna #chenry #waywood #the infernal devices #the last hours #the mortal instruments #the dark artifices #the wicked powers

[shadowhuntertrash]

Nightmares

kit x ty

Kit couldn't breathe. There was too much dust, too much blood, too much ichor.

Kit coughed as he sat up, desperately trying to get to his feet. He tried to call for help but his voice was thick and he couldn't understand himself.

He stumbled to his feet and looked around wildly. Everything around him was ash and fire, he couldn't see more than a few feet in front of him.

All of a sudden the ash cleared slightly and he could make out four figures in chairs, their hands all bound behind their backs.

Tessa, Jem, Mina, and Ty sat in front of him. All of them looked terrified, Mina had tears pouring down her face. Jem looked calm as he always did and Ty had relaxed his face to look unbothered but Kit knew better than anyone the hidden fear that laid there. Tessa was shaking slightly, her chin stuck up in defiance.

All of a sudden he became aware of a heavy weight in his hands, when he looked down he was confused to find a gun there.

A hand fell heavy on his shoulder and he whipped around to see the face if his father.

No, no, no, no. Dead. He's dead.

Kit turned quickly and came face to face with a beautiful woman. She was smiling and there were flowers in her blonde hair.

"Christopher." She said softly. Kit stared at her, confused.

"Who-" He was cut off by a new voice, a familiar one.

"That's your mom, Kit." Livvy was standing next to him her chin on his shoulder and her big smile flashed at him.

Kit turned his eyes back to Ty, terrified about how he would react to seeing his sister. Ty's face was carefully blank and Kit found comfort in the way they were looking Kit in the eye and not Livvy.

"Kill one." Kit's head flew to his father his mouth going dry and choking slightly on the ash that stirred at the sudden movement. "What?"

Livvy laughed and for the first time Kit didn't enjoy hearing it. She kissed his cheek and pulled back enough for him to see her smile. "Kill one of them. Choose one."

Kit stumbled away from her his heart beating too fast. "No. I won't, you can't make me." His mother was in front of him suddenly and he felt sick.

"You killed all of us. What's one more?" Kit flinched back and dropped his gaze to the floor. "No, I didn't."

His mother laughed. "You think you didn't kill me? I died because you were born. You were born and I had to run because of it. You killed me, Kit."

Kit shook his head, tears welling in his eyes. "No." He whispered brokenly.

"Everyone you love dies." Johnny said and Kit couldn't help but flinch away from the sound of his father's voice. "If you had been quicker, smarter, faster. If you had tried harder I would still be alive."

Kit put his hands to his ears trying to block out their voices. He could hear Livvy talking but his heart was pumping too loudly to hear her words. He was grateful.

"Kit? Hey, Kit, look at me." Kit had a habit of hearing Ty over everything else and he had never been more grateful for that than he was now.

Kit raised his head and looked at Ty who had a few tears falling down his face. He smiled slightly as if trying to reassure Kit that he was alright.

"It's okay. Just focus on me, love. None of this is your fault, okay? What they're saying, none of that is true. You know that." Kit whimpered and made to move closer when a gunshot went off.

Kit heard himself scream and his eyes shot to Johnny who was holding the gun. Kit followed his eyes to Jem who had gone a sickly shade of white.

"No!" Kit said, he tried to move closer but he couldn't get his feet to move. "Am I that easy to replace?" Johnny asked the nonchalance in his voice enough to make Kit sick.

Tessa and Mina were both crying but Kit could do nothing but watch as Jem's eyes fell closed and a raspy breathe left his lungs before they stopped working.

Two more shots were fired and Kit closed his eyes tightly. He was sobbing and screaming at this point.

Everything hurt. He didn't know how to live without Jem, he hadn't realized just how much he depended on Jem until this moment.

He opened his eyes and they immediately fell on Ty who had tears streaming down his face. He looked at Kit with a look so sad he couldn't help but look away. Kit regretted it immediately when he saw Mina and Tessa slumped in their chairs.

This time it was his mother who was holding the gun. "Stop it." Kit said, his voice horse from screaming. "They don't deserve it, please stop. Kill me."

Livvy stepped up to grab the gun and turned to Kit. "Just remember," She said in a sickeningly sweet voice. "This was all your fault."

Kit watched as Livvy raised the gun at Ty. Ty made a strangled sound and Kit finally found the ability to move.

Kit jumped in front of Livvy with his hands out. "Please! Please, kill me. Don't touch him, kill me. Livvy, it's Ty, you don't want to kill him. Please, Livvy, kill me."

Ty was objecting loudly behind him but Kit was too focused on Livvy to pay attention to him.

Kit felt rough hands pulling him back. Kit thrashed and pulled against the hands. "Let me go. Let me go!" Kit screamed, tears streaming freely down his face. "Ty!"

Livvy didn't even flinch as she pulled the trigger. Kit screamed louder than he ever had before.

Kit could feel himself screaming. He could see the blood seeping through Ty's shirt, hear Ty's screams.

He could still feel the arms wrapped tightly around him as he desperately tried to get away from whoever was holding him.

"Stop! Let me go! Let go!" Kit screamed. He couldn't breathe. They were dead. They're all dead. "Let me go." He said again, but this time it came out as a whisper.

"Kit," A soft and familiar voice said from behind him. No, no, no. Kit whimpered and curled into himself. Ty was dead that wasn't Ty.

"Kit, love, look at me. Please, look at me." Kit screamed again but it wasn't out of fear, it was utter heartbreak. Pain laced and broken.

The person behind him moved and Kit tensed.

Ty's face came into view. His face was open, concern and fear evident in his expression. Kit closed his eyes tightly, he was tired of seeing the fear on his face.

"Kit, it was a dream. You're okay, everything's okay." Kit shook his head and his breaths came in gasps.

He felt gentle hands on his face and a forehead pressing against his own. "I'm right here, Kit. This is real. I'm here." Kit moved his hands to Ty's hair, his hands were shaking but Ty's hair was solid in his fingers.

Kit continued to feel Ty. His hands, his face, his hair. Once Kit was convinced that this was real he let out a sob and collapsed fully into Ty's arms.

"Ty," He gasped, his voice breaking as the tears kept falling. Ty's arms tightened around him and he felt himself being lifted slightly until he was sitting in Ty's lap.

His face was tucked into Ty's neck as he held onto him tightly. "I'm so sorry. You died and I couldn't get to you." Kit said, his chest heaved as he tried to get the air to enter his lungs.

"I'm right here, Kit. I'm fine." Ty pressed a kiss to Kit's head and Kit finally felt his heart rate slow.

"You're right here." Kit repeated quietly. Ty's arms tightened and he rubbed Kit's back soothingly.

"You can't get rid of me that easily." Ty said, his lips moving against Kit's curls. Kit laughed softly and wrapped his legs loosely around Ty's waist.

"Are Jem, Tessa, and Mina okay?" Kit asked softly, afraid of the answer. Ty nodded and lifted a hand to run through Kit's hair.

"They're fine. I can send them a fire message if that would make you feel better?" Kit hesitated but then shook his head.

"It's okay. I believe you. Can we go see them tomorrow though?"

Ty leaned back in the bed and adjusted them so that Kit was laying on top of him. "Course we can." He said easily.

Kit shifted so he could lay his head on Ty's chest. He gripped Ty's hand and closed his eyes.

"Stay?" Kit asked quietly. Ty wrapped an arm around Kit's neck and kissed his forehead, the other still rubbing Kit's back.

"Always."

#nightmare #kit x ty #kit herondale #kit rook #kit carstairs #ty blackthorn #tessa gray #jem carstairs #mina carstairs #livvy blackthorn #rosemary herondale #johnny rook #fic #angst #fluff #hurt/comfort

[cristinablackthornkingson]

Shadowhunters Short Story #50 KitTy as parents.

It is a cool March morning in 2020 when 23 year old Kit Herondale-Blackthorn is pulled from his sleep by the sharp ringing of his phone. Wincing at the loud noise, Kit desperately scrambles for his phone on the bedside table. Eventually he feels his hand come into contact with the phone and he quickly swipes across the screen to answer it. 

“Hello?” He asks in a hoarse, groggy voice, rolling onto his back and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. 

“Christopher is now a good time to talk?” The familiar voice of he and Ty’s adoption agent Angela comes down the line. About 2 years ago he and Ty decided they wanted to be parents, they had thought long and hard about it and in the end came to the conclusion that having a baby is something they both very much want, so they decided to go the route of adoption instead of surrogacy, and began their adoption journey. It didn’t take them long to complete their home study and such and be approved as adoptive parents, however it has taken quiet a while for them to be matched with an expectant mother or a baby, it has been a difficult two years for them but with so much love, support and encouragement from all their friends and family, they never gave up.

“Angela, hi yeah, sorry I’m just awake, Ty and I had a late night last night, we were watching my sisters while my brother was being born.” Kit explains, getting out of bed and slipping outside into the hallway of the apartment, so as not to wake Ty or the girls. In early July Tessa had found out she was pregnant with her and Jem’s third child, and had gone into labor just last night, Kit and Ty had previously agreed to watch the girls, so they had to wake up in the middle of the night, portal to Devon to collect the girls, portal back home and get the girls settled in the spare room.

“No need for apologies, congratulations on the birth of your brother. So Christopher I have good news, last night twin girls were born at the local hospital, they’re Shadowhunters and the mother placed them for adoption immediately after birth, she left it in our hands to find adoptive parents. We’ve contacted a few other couples but we’re having a hard time finding someone who is willing to take both girls, we’re very reluctant to separate them. Would you and Tiberius be interested in adopting them?” Kit almost drops the phone in shock when he hears this information. He and Ty had waited two long years for just one baby, and now they are being offered the chance to adopt two babies. 

“Y-yes of course we are!” Kit stammers, feeling as though he is in a dream.

“Wonderful, why don’t you two come down as soon as you can and meet the babies and we can get started on the paperwork too? It shouldn’t take long at all, you should be able to take them home by the end of the day.” Angela informs him. 

“Yeah, yeah okay w-we’ll be there as soon as we can.” Kit says, barely acknowledging Angela’s goodbye, before he hangs the phone up and rushes back into his and Ty’s room, where Ty is just waking up.

“Morning.” Ty greets him, stretching his arms above his head and arching his back. 

“Morning, Ty I just got a call from Angela, last night twin girls were born and placed for adoption and they’re offering us the chance to adopt them.” Kit says in a tone of joy and excitement, sitting beside Ty and grasping his hand. Ty’s gray eyes widen in amazement and his grip on Kit’s hand tightens. 

“Really? We’re going to be parents?” He softly asks, feeling like he is about to cry with joy and relief. 

“Yeah we are, I’m going to text Magnus and see if we can leave the girls with him and Alec and then we can go the hospital, meet the babies and fill out the paperwork.” Kit says in a giddy tone, grabbing his phone and quickly typing out a text to Magnus. 

“I’ll get started on breakfast for the girls.” Ty says, leaning in to kiss Kit’s cheek before getting out of bed and walking toward the kitchen.

After texting Magnus, Kit wakes his sisters and explains that they’re going to stay with their Uncle Magnus and Alec until Jem comes to pick them up later, and explains that he and Ty are about to become parents so now the girls are not only big sisters but aunties too, which they are very excited about. 

An hour and a half later, Mina and Charlotte are up, washed, fed, dressed and dropped at Magnus and Alec’s, and Kit and Ty are walking through the hospital corridors to meet their daughters. 

When they arrive in the nursery they are lead to the back row and stop at two plastic cots which each contain a tiny baby girl dressed in a tiny white onesie. One baby has a mop of pitch black hair and the other has thinner, lighter black hair. They also both have beautiful big blue eyes and are simply the most beautiful things Kit and Ty have ever seen.

“This is baby A.” The nurse says, laying a hand on the cot on the right. “And this is baby B.”She adds, resting her other hand on the other cot. “They’re both perfectly healthy, they were born at 37 weeks so just a little bit early. Baby A here weighs 7 pounds 2 ounces, and Baby B weights 7 pounds 6 ounces. Their mother didn’t give them names at all so you don’t have to worry about changing their names or anything.” 

“Can we hold them?” Kit hopefully asks, unable to take his eyes off the babies. 

“Of course, you can go ahead and pick them up.” The nurse says. Kit is the first to step forward and tentatively gather baby B into his arms, holding her close to his chest and looking down at her in awe. Seconds later Ty steps up and cautiously lifts baby A up. Ty has always been very cautious and weary when holding a baby, since he has dyspraxia (which usually comes hand in hand with autism.) and therefore he can be very clumsy at times and drop things out of nowhere.

“Hello little Livvy, you are so perfect.” Ty whispers, tracing the baby’s little features softly.

“Livvy, that’s a nice name, short for Olivia?” The nurse asks in a curious tone. Ty shakes his head and says

“No, short for Livia, it was my twin sister’s name, she was killed when we were 15.” 

“Oh I’m so sorry. I’ll give the four of you some time alone.” The nurse kindly says, before turning and walking out of the nursery. 

“Livia Julia Herondale-Blackthorn for this little one, what do you think Kit?” Ty asks his husband, looking from the baby to Kit. 

“I love it but where’s the name Julia coming from? You never mentioned it before.” Kit asks. 

“I thought of it a few weeks ago, it’s a feminine version of Julian, all my siblings are amazing and I love them all but Livvy was my twin and Julian practically raised me so I want to name one of the girls after both of them, and this little one looks like a Livvy to me, don’t you think?” Ty quietly says. Kit smiles and nods.

“Yes I certainly do, and I think I have a name for her sister.” 

“What is it?” Ty asks. 

“Rosemary, Rosemary Teresa, after my moms.” Kit quietly says. Rosemary gave Kit life, and gave up so much for him and did everything she could for him, and Tessa raised him and loved him from the time he was only 15, and in desperate need of a stable permanent parent. 

“I love it, Livia and Rosemary Herondale-Blackthorn, it sounds perfect.” Ty says.

“I can’t believe we’re finally parents.” Kit quietly says, looking from Ty to little Rosemary, his heart swelling with joy and love, these last two years of waiting and waiting were more than worth it, now they have their beautiful twin daughters. 

“Me neither, I never thought I’d be this happy again, not since Livvy died, but I’m happier than I’ve ever been before, you know Julian always says that Ellie was a gift from Livvy, since Emma got pregnant just a few months after Livvy died, I never believed it really until now, I feel like our babies are a gift from Livvy, I can’t explain it, but I feel it.” Ty quietly says, lowering himself onto a sofa that has been pushed against the back wall of the nursery. Kit takes a seat next to his husband, cradles Rosemary with one arm and puts the other around Ty and Livvy. 

“I understand, I feel like that too.” Kit softly says.

*1 week later*

It has been a week since Ty and Kit adopted little Rosemary (Nicknamed Rosie) and Livvy. They’ve spent the last week settling into life as parents and bonding with the twins. They have asked their friends and family to hold back from visiting for the first week, which they did and today Jem, Tessa, Mina, Charlotte and little Will are coming to visit.

Today little Livvy has been extremely fussy and cranky and Kit and Ty are having a hard time getting her settled. She had just spent the past half hour or so crying on and off. Kit has just managed to calm her down and get her to stop crying and has laid her in her bassinet in the hopes that she will sleep for a while. However just as he steps back from the bassinet, the doorbell sounds and Livvy starts screaming again. 

“Let me try and settle her, you get the door.” Ty calmly says, coming up next to Kit and holding his arms out for the baby. Kit carefully passes Livvy to her papa and makes his way to the front door, smiling as he passes Rosemary lying on her playmatt and watching her surroundings with wide blue eyes. 

When Kit opens the door all his anger and frustration melts when sees Tessa and Jem standing on the front step, beaming at him. 

“Did we wake one of the girls?” Jem asks in a tone tinged with guilt, able to hear the screaming baby even louder now that the door has been opened. 

“Yeah Livvy’s been really fussy all day for some reason, where are the girls and Will?” Kit asks, looking around for his siblings, thinking that perhaps the girls are playing in the garden and Will is tucked into a sling inside Tessa’s coat.

“Oh Lottie woke up with a cold this morning, we didn’t want to take her around the babies while they’re still so young and she’s a bit sick so Magnus and Alec are keeping an eye on her for us, Mina is a bit sniffley too and she wanted to go to Clary and Jace’s so they’re keeping an eye on her for a few hours and Will is with Magnus and Alec too, we figured that since the girls weren’t going to be here we might as well take the chance to get to meet our first grandchildren properly, without Will needing our attention too.” Tessa explains, eager to meet her granddaughters but simultaneously missing her little girls and baby boy.

“Come in, while we get Livvy settled you can meet Rosemary, did we tell you her full name mum?” Kit asks, ushering his parents in and glancing over his shoulder at Tessa. 

“No you didn’t, what is it?” Tessa curiously asks. Kit grins and says

“I’ll tell you when you hold her, it’s special.” Kit scoops the youngest of the twins up and gently passes her to Tessa as Ty approaches them with a now calm  Livvy. 

“Oh hello beautiful, you are so cute! What’s her full name Kit?” Tessa coos to the baby, then looking up at her eldest son, wondering what could be so special about this little one’s name. Kit once again grins knowingly, takes Livvy from Ty and carefully passes her to Jem before stepping back. 

“Mom, dad, meet your granddaughters. Dad, you have Livia Julia Herondale-Blackthorn and mom you have Rosemary Teresa Herondale-Blackthorn. Livia is named after her Aunt Livvy and Uncle Julian and Rosie is named after her grandmas on my side.” Kit proudly announces, slipping his hand into Ty’s as he waits for his mother’s reaction.

Tears of joy well up in Tessa’s eyes and she smiles softly at Kit. 

“Oh Christopher, come here.” She softly says, expertly holding Rosemary with one arm and pulling her son into an embrace with the other.  “Thank you sweetheart, that means so much to me.” She adds, before placing a kiss on Kit’s cheek.

“Love you mum.” Kit softly says as Tessa pulls back from their embrace. 

“I love you too Kit.” Tessa says, squeezing his hand affectionately, feeling pride swell in her chest as she thinks about the amazing young man her son has grown up to be, she could no be more proud to be his mother and could not feel more blessed to have been able to raise him and love him for 8 wonderful years, and hopefully many more to come. 

“If we had of had a boy we were going to name him JJ, short for James Julian, after you dad, and Jules.” Kit tells his father. “Would you have minded? I know you felt really conflicted when mum and Will named Jamie after you.” He adds, his tone cautious and nervous. 

“Of course I wouldn’t have minded son, I would have been absolutely honored. Yes I was somewhat conflicted when your older brother was named but that was because I was a Silent Brother then and I knew I could not show Tessa and Will the love they showed me, I was afraid that them naming their son after me would only cause them pain later on, but things are much different now, I never thought I would have an eldest son who would want to name his son after me, I never thought I would have any children, just being you and your brother and sisters’ dad is an honor.” By the time Jem has finished his explanation, he too is welling up with tears of joy, but firmly wipes them away and calms himself down. “Anyway, no need to get into all that morbid stuff from the past, today is about my granddaughters, who I might add are beautiful and perfect.”  

Tessa and Jem spend the next hour or so fussing and cooing over their sweet grandbabies and bonding with them, as well as giving Kit and Ty all the tips they have for raising babies.

Right now Tessa and Jem are gone and Ty and Kit are taking a few hours out to relax and bond with the girls.

“You know sometimes I really wish my parents were still around so they could help us with the twins, no one else in my family or that we know had twins, although Helen does think she’s having twins, but my mom and dad raised me and Livvy, they could help us a lot.” Ty quietly tells Kit as they sit side by side on the sofa, feeding the babies their afternoon bottles. 

Kit gently squeezes his husband’s hand and says

“I understand, sometimes I still miss my birth father, even though he was no real dad, not compared to Jem anyway, but we’re going to cope just fine and be the best parents to our girls and they are going to grow up surrounded by love and joy and they will always be taken care of, when I realized I’m not straight, I was terrified to tell my dad, but that will not happen with these two, they will always know how much we love them and that we will always support them.” Ty’s heart feels like it could explode with love for Kit and their daughters at this moment, he could not love them more.

“I love you, all three of you.” Ty softly says, laying his head on Kit’s shoulder, smiling down at Rosemary who is happily taking her bottle and taking in all her soundings. She has one small hand wrapped tightly around Kit’s thumb and the other resting on the side of the bottle.

Kit kisses the top of Ty’s head and quietly says “I love you too.”

Later that night, in the nursery, little Livvy wakes up and begins to fuss and cry, immediately waking her sister who also begins to fuss and cry. 

Suddenly the transparent figure of a tall willowy woman with flowing dark brown hair and sea blue/green eyes appears by the babies cribs. 

“Shhh Livvy, Rosie, you’re going to wake your dads, it’s okay Aunty Livia’s here.” Livvy’s spirit coos to her nieces. Unbeknownst to Ty and Kit, every night since the babies were adopted, Livvy has watched over them at night, found them their pacifiers and and tucked them up when they fuss in the middle of the night, sometimes even being able to conjure up and heat up bottles of formula, thanks to her special powers from The Mortal Sword. 

Rosie and Livvy look up at their aunt, and Rosie immediately stops crying and reaches for her. Livia smiles softly at her niece and reaches down to stroke her cheek, remembering back to when she met Dru and Tavvy after they were born all those years ago, and how utterly in love she was with her siblings and how much she loved cuddling them and holding them. It doesn’t take long for Rosie to fall back asleep, but Livvy remains wide awake, fussing the whole time. 

“Livvy baby what’s wrong?” Livia coos, furrowing her brow in confusion, trying to work out why her niece is so fussy.

A few minutes later when Livvy does not stop crying, the door to the nursery creaks open and Ty walks in holding a witch light, he turns up the dimmer switch by the door and pads across the floor to his youngest daughter’s crib, never once noticing or sensing his twin’s presence. 

“Livvy I love you but you are so loud, what’s got you so upset huh?” Ty coos, pocketing the witchlight and bending down to scoop his daughter up. The minute she is in her papa’s arms, Livvy’s cries die down and soon stop all together. She snuggles into Ty and grips tightly onto the front of his t-shirt. A wave of love washes over Ty and a smile spreads across his face as he watches his daughter settle in his arms. “You missed me huh? I missed you too, lets go sit down and try and get you back to sleep so your daddy and sister can at least get a full night’s sleep.” He coos, walking across to the rocking chair by the window and settling into the chair before placing Livvy on his chest and covering them both with a blanket.

40 minutes later both baby and father are sound asleep, Ty’s hand resting on his daughter’s back and Livvy still clutching onto his shirt. Livia stands a few feet away, watching her brother and niece, delighted to see her brother so happy after so long. She walks over and adjusts the blanket around Ty and Livvy, before softly kissing them both on the forehead and stepping back. 

“I love you Ty-Ty, I am so glad you’re happy.” Livia whispers, before disappearing and leaving Ty asleep in the nursery with the babies, happier than has ever been in all his life.

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[ncteaxhoe]

let's not fall in love //

seeing each other for the first time after a few years, y/n and jaehyun were still the same towards each other, mean and cold. however little did they know that the series of events that they were gonna go through together would change the way they felt about each other in ways they'd never imagined.

pairing: jung jaehyun x female reader ft. lee taeyong, johnny suh, kim doyoung, lee soomin (female oc), kang miyoung (female oc)

genres and tropes: enemies to lovers, back to hometown au, bar-resto owner! jaehyun, nurse! reader, romance, fluff, slice of life, angst

warnings: alcohol usage, swearing 

word count: 8.6k

playlist: love song - nct 127 | happy - taeyeon | blueming - iu | shall we - chen

prompt: "can i kiss you right now?"

a/n: this fic is a part of the Candy Hearts collab hosted by @127-mile . happy birthday jaehyun, the valentine boy and the love of my life. and happy jaehyun day to all my readers, moots and peachzens. also happy valentine’s day!  <3 this a birthday fic for my valentine boyyyy. okay this fic is inspired by the marathon of hallmark movies i did sometime ago, the netflix movie 'the kissing booth' and the netflix show 'virgin river'. and also kind of based on the poll i sent out last month. thanks to those who voted! a big thanks to @kthpurplesyou for helping me out with this fic,,, wouldn’t have been possible without youuu. ily<3 anyhooo, hope you enjoy reading this! pls give feedback. :3

"love shouldn't feel like a new song. it should feel like opening a new book and finding a language you'd never seen before."

Jaehyun slammed down the torn piece of paper from the notepad on the sill of the opening speaking out the order to his chef in a hurried manner.

"Taeyong, one Caesar salad and Carbonara for table 5. One Rosemary garlic steak with mashed potatoes for table 8."

The rush today was exhausting. It seemed like all the people in the town had decided to have lunch today at Jaehyun's restaurant. Well given that their high-school reunion was in works, a lot of his batch mates had arrived in town, everyone was in vacation mood so Jaehyun’s bar was also busy.

Jaehyun made his way back to the bar counter quickly, attending to a new pair of females who were visibly gushing over Jaehyun. Jaehyun had been a fine looking boy since childhood and let's just say the last few years had made the man look even more finer. An eye-candy to say the least.

But as usual, Jaehyun being the humble and modest person he was, he always shied off the compliments.

"What can i get you ladies?" he leaned on the counter and gave them a smile, raking his hand through his hair once.

"Jaehyun you don't remember me?" one of them spoke, in a rather flirtatious tone.

He tilted his head, trying to recall the said person. “Um Mi..young?” an apologetic smile found its way across his face and one hand scratched the back of his head as he felt bad for not remembering his classmates. The girl nodded her head enthusiastically. "I was right! you are Miyoung! How have you been?" he exclaimed. Apparently, his dimpled smile forgave everything and he was making drinks for them both after some small talk.

"Jaehyun!" a voice boomed through the restaurant. Jaehyun turned around to see his friends Johnny and Doyoung walking in. They quickly made their way to the counter and settled down as Jaehyun poured them drinks.

“So,” Doyoung started, “I heard Y/N is also coming for the reunion.” Jaehyun stiffened for a moment at the mention of your name but continued pouring the drink.

Johnny elbowed Doyoung on his side because of the history between Jaehyun and you.

“What?! I was just making conversation,” Doyoung exclaimed.

Johnny was about to speak but Jaehyun interrupted him. “See, I don’t care if she comes or not, it’s not like we’re gonna suddenly be friends or something,” Jaehyun said in a tone which implied that the topic was closed.

Suddenly, a commotion at the door grabbed everyone's attention in the small bar.

Soomin was laughing her guts out at you having tripped over your own foot and almost fallen on your face right at the entrance.

"Here they are." Johnny chuckled and waved over to his fiancee.

You made your way towards them and Jaehyun caught your gaze. His strong gaze made you falter in your steps a little bit. Soomin hopped onto Johnny's lap while you took a seat beside Doyoung.

"Hi." Jaehyun gave a small smile.

"Hi." You smiled back.

There was an awkward silence and just as Soomin was about to talk, Taeyong emerged from the kitchen. Taeyong was also in your friends circle. Jaehyun had always wanted to open his own restaurant, as so to keep his promise to his late father. And Taeyong wanted to start as a chef somewhere. So Jaehyun and Taeyong started their restaurant in the heart of their town.

"Kim Doyoung!" he greeted his best friend loudly.

Soon you were engaged in a conversation with Doyoung. You had not really been in touch with your school friends except than Soomin and Johnny, so everyone was a bit intrigued onto what you were doing in life.

"So how's medical school?" Doyoung asked you.

"Well I passed thankfully, and now I'm a second year resident nurse," you replied, taking a sip of your beer.

"Dating anyone?" Doyoung wiggled his eyebrows at you.

Jaehyun had just rounded up to the counter and he couldn't help but overhear your conversation.

"As if I have had time for that," you groaned. "And anyways, I don't think anyone's interested in me."

"Why not?" Doyoung put his fist in front of your face. "You're smart," he unfolded one finger," your personality is great," another finger, "and...and you're sort of funny I guess?" he unfolded the third finger hesitantly with a funny smile on his face.

Jaehyun snickered at Doyoung's words and you snapped your head in his direction.

"What's your problem?" you narrowed your eyes at him.

"Nothing." Jaehyun put up his hands in defeat not wanting to argue with you right now and went back to arranging the glasses.

Doyoung sighed but smiled to himself. At least you two bickering was a step towards you both talking again and not acting like complete strangers.

"Guys! Guys!" Doyoung tried to get the attention of everyone in the lawn.

It was like high school all over again with Doyoung acting like the class president, everyone talking in their own circles and no one paying attention to the poor man up front. Soomin, who was a part of the committee which had planned this reunion, finally managed to grab everyone's attention.

"So," Doyoung clapped his hands together, "as you all know we are here for our high school reunion, which thanks to Soomin here," he gestured at your best friend who bowed dramatically, "wouldn't have been possible. Now, we have a little something planned this time and Soomin will explain the details."

You leant back on your arms on the bench you were sitting on along with Johnny, Taeyong and Jaehyun, Jaehyun and you on opposite ends. you glanced up at the tree you were sitting under. Jaehyun couldn't help but notice your movement and his gaze lingered just a second longer on you.

It was apparently going to be a one-day town festival which your batch was gonna organize for the whole town to celebrate valentine's day. Due to circumstances, in sophomore year your batch hadn't been able to throw the traditional school fest. So the committee had come up with the idea to do it as a fun activity for the reunion. Everyone was in fact very thrilled with the idea.

"So we have divided you all for certain stalls, which include games, food and the likes." Doyoung announced and Soomin started reading out the names from the list.

"Jaehyun and Y/N."

You whipped your head up at Soomin in an instant, your mouth open in shock.

"You both are incharge of the balloon pop game." Soomin said with a smug smile and moved on to the others.

"Are you kidding me?" you and Jaehyun said aloud together.

Johnny had to suppress his laughter at your reaction. You narrowed your eyes at him. "It was you both, wasn't it?" Johnny just shrugged his shoulders in reply.

You couldn't help but look at Jaehyun, who was looking back at you with an equally annoyed face, but a hint of smile on his lips. "What?" he asked you.

"Nothing." you muttered and sunk down in your seat, sulking.

"Okay! It's already dark so there’s no point in starting to set up today. See you all tomorrow morning! we start at 8am." Doyoung announced and waved at everyone.

You sulked like a kid throughout dinner and Soomin just laughed at you but babied you at the same time. After dinner everyone was heading back to their homes.

“Alright, come wake me up tomorrow?” you said goodnight to your friends and started heading back on foot. Just as you had walked a block, a bike slowed down beside you. You looked to your side to see Jaehyun pull up his helmet shield so you could see it’s him.

“What?” you asked him but still kept walking.

“Hop on.”

“Can’t you see I’m walking already?” you rolled your eyes at him and kept walking.

“Oh come on, we literally live next to each other. I can be nice sometimes you know.” Jaehyun replied.

The offer was indeed tempting, since you were actually very tired from all the travel in the morning and then socialising had exhausted your battery.

“Okay, but I know you. you won’t do anything for free, so what do you want?.” You stopped walking and faced him, arms crossed across your chest and an eyebrow raised.

“You know me so well.” Jaehyun grinned at you,”but, nothing comes to my mind right now, so remember I get to wish for something later.” He handed you the extra helmet. You shook your head at him and got seated onto the bike.

“Hold on tight.” a fifteen minute walk had turned into a five minute ride cause you were already getting down in front of your childhood home.

“I hope you get a speeding ticket.”

“So you’re not even gonna thank me?” Jaehyun ignored your comment.

“Thank you, asshole.” you muttered the last word under your breath but Jaehyun still heard it. You pushed the helmet into his hands and turned around to walk back.

Jaehyun just chuckled. “See you tomorrow, partner!” he called out, putting extra emphasis on the last word. You just raised one arm in the air and folded your fingers except the middle one, but a small smile found its way on your lips. It kinda felt nice talking to him again.

Your alarm buzzed you awake. Miraculously, you woke up at the first alarm of 7am without snoozing, giving you enough time to get ready leisurely.

You went downstairs to get a cup of coffee after freshening up and getting dressed for the day in comfortable clothes. As you stepped down the stairs you couldn’t help but smile, remembering the n number of times you had fallen off these stairs when you were a kid. You and your parents had moved off to the big city right after you graduated high school- one because of your college and two because your mom’s job had transferred her to the branch office because of her good work. After your grandpa passed away, the house had just been empty and locked, visited by a caretaker from the town every once in a while. It was your first time visiting after so many years.

On your way to the kitchen, the photo frames on the shelves caught your attention. Your mother had insisted that the house be as it is to reminisce about your grandparents, hence a lot of your childhood memories were still present in this house. You smiled again as you saw various pictures of you with your family and friends. But your eyes lingered onto one picture of a small girl holding hands with a small boy and both of them grinning while looking at the camera with ice-cream moustaches.

“Jaehyun! come out, the ice-cream truck is here!” you banged on your neighbours doors with your tiny hands.

As you were about to call out his name again, Jaehyun had suddenly opened the door. Before you could register, he had already grabbed your hand and started running towards the truck. His actions had you surprised but you kept up with his pace as fast as your little legs could allow.

“Two vanilla cones with choco chips!” you and Jaehyun shouted in unison at the ice-cream man.

“Coming right up!” you were jumping up and down as the man prepared your cones, but jaehyun did not let go of your hand even for a second.

Your dad was right behind you both as he handed the cash to the ice-cream man.

“Okay guys come on, smile to the camera!” your dad held up the camera to his eyes.

“No wait!” Jaehyun stopped him before turning to you and smashing his icecream cone on your upper lip.

“What are you doing?!” you exclaimed but you watched as Jaehyun smeared some ice-cream across his lips as well.

“Now we have ice-cream moustaches. Come quick look at the camera.” he had pulled you close to his side.

You placed the frame back on the shelf and just as you were about to get coffee, your doorbell rang. You opened the door an enthusiastic Soomin.

“Goodmorning!” she greeted you chirpily. “Oh thank god you’re ready. Let’s go, Johnny’s waiting outside.”

You were about to open the back seat door of the car but halted in your actions as you saw Jaehyun opening the opposite side.

“What are you doing here?” he questioned you. A bit snarky for morning, you thought.

“I could ask the same to you.” you narrowed your eyes at him.

“Guys stop bickering like middle schoolers and get in already.” Soomin said. You huffed annoyed and got into the car without sparing the man another glance. The whole ride you barely paid any attention to Jaehyun, thinking that would be the best choice to avoid any headaches this early.

Everyone had already arrived by the time you had reached the ground.

“Okay guys!” Doyoung was up on a stool this time to grab everyone’s attention. “The required basic materials for the tents have arrived, so let’s start without delaying any further.” He then proceeded to give out materials to each group.

“Jaehyun and Y/N.” the moment you’d been dreading was here. You would have to be alone with Jaehyun and work on the stall. You could already imagine how much more he was gonna annoy you.

You got up lazily from your seat and made way towards the front. Jaehyun walked past you, deliberately bumping lightly into you.

“Hey!” you exclaimed and Jaehyun turned around and started walking backwards, a smirk visible on his face.

“Walk fast, lazy ass.” you were already boiling with anger, you did not know how you were gonna handle him for the next three days.

You were soon setting up the tent of your stall. And let’s just say Jaehyun and you had a lot of different opinions about the interior and it had been three hours but you were still setting up your stall.

“Why are you so annoying ugh!” you moved around on the chair you were standing on and misstepped, causing you to lose your balance off the chair. You let out a loud gasp but Jaehyun was quick in his reflexes and caught you before you could fall too hard on the ground.

“Be careful, Y/N.” he looked at you and for a second you stopped in your actions, mesmerised by his strong gaze, unable to move. Jaehyun did not make a move to let go of his arms around you either. His brown eyes locked with yours. Damn when did he become so good looking? You thought to yourself. If you hadn’t noticed it before, you were suddenly very aware of how attractive Jaehyun looked even with just a simple hoodie and snapback.

Someone cleared their throat behind you.

In a snap you had pushed yourself out of Jaehyun’s arms. Suddenly flustered, you fixed your hair as you turned around to look at the said person.

“What’s going on here?” Taeyong was smiling a little too much for your liking.

“Nothing.” you tried to busy yourself with the tent.

Jaehyun feigned a cough and scratched the back of his head. “Uh what’s up taeyong?”

“Oh yes, I came here to call you to go to the restaurant. It’s already 11:30 and I think we should leave, if we wanna open up for lunch.”

“Right.” Jaehyun was still a little embarrassed from the small moment you guys had had. “Uh I’ll see you later Y/N.” and with that they were both gone, leaving you all bothered on your own. You shook your head, trying to rid yourself of your previous thoughts about Jaehyun. He couldn’t be attractive right? He was supposed to be the annoying one.

You tried working on the stall by yourself, but it wasn’t much work honestly. It seemed like while you were busy getting annoyed, Jaehyun had tied up almost all the strings at the top. You just needed to secure the lower parts. You smiled to yourself, never did you think the Jung Jaehyun would be thoughtful towards you.

Jaehyun had you on his mind as he picked up the last few plates at his empty restaurant. You were sure the same feisty y/n he knew, but you were somehow a bit softer towards him. The way your eyes had grown wide from surprise this morning when he had caught, to your slightly parted lips and your heavy breath. He could smell the sweet scent of your perfume and it still lingered in his nose. He still didn’t know why you had suddenly stopped talking to him in high school, given you both were practically joined at the hip since you were a couple of 5 year olds. He definitely meant to ask you about it before you left town again, since he never got a chance before.

“Jaehyun?” he was brought back to reality by your voice. He looked up with a surprised face and you furrowed your brows at him. “Daydream much?”

And there you were. Jaehyun rolled his eyes at you. “What do you want?” he walked back to the kitchen and you followed him.

“Well I just wanted to show you this list of things we need to get for our stall.” Jaehyun proceeded to stack used plates in the dishwasher. When he didn’t reply, you went on. “I was thinking like if we can already find some of these materials from around, we don’t have to buy new ones and spend unnecessary money. And it's better to use up what’s already there anyways.” you started reading out the list. Jaehyun was done cleaning up the washing area within a few minutes. The rest of the kitchen was spotless as Taeyong had already cleaned it before leaving.

You were still going on talking about the list and followed Jaehyun mindlessly as he went to remove his apron and put on his jacket.

“And also we could–”

“Y/N.” you were cut off by Jaehyun’s soft voice and you looked up at him, the pencil in your hand hovering in mid air. “I’m really tired today and I just wanna call it a day. Can we please discuss this tomorrow?” Jaehyun looked at you tiredly.

“Uh yeah sure.” Suddenly you were very embarrassed about how you were going on rambling without even thinking. Also since when did Jung Jaehyun start talking to you in such a nice tone? You followed him outside the restaurant and said a quick goodbye and started walking towards your house. Jaehyun caught up to you in just a few long strides.

“Why are you walking? Don’t have your bike today with you?” you asked him.

“Johnny and Soomin picked us up today morning if you remember dumb ass.” Jaehyun suddenly flicked your head but lightly.

“Ow! What was that for?!” you exclaimed and in return reached out to hit his arm. He already knew what was coming and he was quick to dodge your hand and run up ahead.

“Hey! That’s not fair–” you started chasing after him. Jaehyun was running backwards now, grinning like a fool as you tried to catch up with him.

“You won’t be able to catch me, slowpoke!” he called out, his hands around his mouth as he said the last word louder.

You stopped running and put your hands on your waist. He was too damn fast for you to catch him. But to your surprise, you were mirroring Jaehyun’s grin. It was like you guys were kids again. You were suddenly reminded of the older times when Jaehyun and you used to be the best of friends and walk back from school. “Fine! I give up.” you surrendered and Jaehyun stopped, letting you catch up to him.

Without warning, a few water droplets fell on you.

Sure it had been a cloudy day, but rain was totally unannounced. Within seconds the rain increased, and you and Jaehyun were running for cover.

“Shit, why is it suddenly raining?” you groaned, brushing off water from your hair.

“The weather can be unpredictable.” Jaehyun murmured, too engrossed by the rain. Jaehyun loved rains, he believed it was the sort of weather that washed everything anew and made everything feel alive.

“Come on. Let’s go.” he looked at you.

“What?” you looked at him like he had grown two heads. You simply hated getting wet in the rain and this man was trying to get you to walk in the rain. Before you could protest, Jaehyun had grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the shed.

“Jaehyun!” Jaehyun started running ignoring you. You tried to match his pace, fearing that you might slip and fall over. Jaehyun stopped in the middle of the road, letting go of you. He spread out his hands and faced the sky. His eyes screwed shut, an unmistakable grin and raindrops fell on his face. He twirled around once, laughter escaping his lips.

You couldn’t help but watch him with a smile on your face. Jaehyun always tried to enjoy his life to the fullest and you had always been jealous of him for that. He never cared what anyone else thought and did whatever he wanted. Little things like dancing in the rain made him happy.

You rang the bell on the front door of the house right next to yours. For a good minute nobody answered the door. So you started to continuously ring the bell. a few minutes later, a very disheveled and tired Jaehyun opened the door.

“Why are you annoying me so early in–” before he could finish his sentence, a sneeze interrupted him and he sniffled loudly (not so graciously.)

“Woah, somebody has caught a cold,” you shook your head at him. Your nurse instincts kicked in and you put a hand to his forehead immediately, checking his temperature.

“Oh god, Jaehyun you have a fever! Who told you to dance in the rain in this weather?! It’s not as if summer is already here.” 

You started to remove your shoes and Jaehyun stepped aside to let you in. You went on chastising him and subconsciously made your way to the bathroom, navigating your way through his house as if it hadn’t been years since you were last here. Jaehyun slumped down on the couch and wrapped the throw on the couch around himself.

You came out with a thermometer and a few pills. “Here,” you handed him the thermometer.

“I’m not a child,” he groaned. But you gave him a stern look and sulkily, he put the thermometer in his mouth.

You glanced at your watch, it was already half past 9 and you were sure Doyoung or Soomin were gonna call you guys now anytime soon cause you were an hour and half late. “Have you eaten yet?” Jaehyun shook his head and relaxed further into the couch. You just nodded in response and went to the kitchen. A bread and some milk should do, you thought. You went back to see that Jaehyun was at a 100.4 F.

After eating and having a couple of pills, you told Jaehyun to get some rest while you called up Soomin to tell her that you guys won’t be able to make it today.

“Oh no! What? How?”

“He went ahead and got soaked in the rain yesterday. I thankfully did not catch anything.”

After your call, you decided to get some breakfast for yourself. You did not have any groceries at your place but you deduced that Jaehyun would of course have them as you opened his refrigerator and bingo! He wouldn’t mind, right? Eh, big deal. You made some eggs and bread for yourself. Turning on the television for some entertainment cause you had literally nothing else to do.

Later, Jaehyun came downstairs to find you sleeping on the couch, wrapped in the throw he had on earlier. Maybe we can go back to being how we were, Jaehyun smiled at the thought. He would be lying to himself if he said he did not miss you. You had basically grown up together and shared most of your childhood together, created memories that meant a lot to him. A few strands fell on your face and before he knew, Jaehyun was pushing them aside. You woke up at the sudden touch and Jaehyun immediately retracted his hand. You opened your eyes to find him looking at you with wide eyes, as he got caught red handed in his actions. He cleared his throat after a few seconds and broke his gaze from you, sitting at the other end of the couch and grabbing the remote.

“How do you feel?” you yawned and stretched your body, trying to ignore the interaction that had happened just a few seconds ago and act cool. If you were to be honest, your heart had skipped a beat when you had opened your eyes to Jaehyun’s face.

“Way better. I don’t think I have a fever anymore.” Jaehyun avoided your gaze, he was sure his ears were red by now.

“That’s good. take some more rest.” and you got up to go back. “Okay well then I’ll see you tomorrow I guess.” Jaehyun watched you walk away.

Just as you were about to open the door, Jaehyun stopped you. “Wait!”

You turned around and waited for him to go ahead, but Jaehyun hesitated. “Uh.. Do you- uh nevermind,” he scratched the back of his head. You rolled your eyes at him.

“Wow, so you are not gonna finish your questions anymore? How on earth are you gonna annoy me?” It was Jaehyun’s turn to roll his eyes.

“I was just gonna ask you if you wanted to get lunch together, nothing special.” Jaehyun retorted quickly before you could say anything more. He got up and pushed his hands in his pockets, giving you a bored look now.

You scoffed at his attitude and crossed your arms in front of your chest but nevertheless agreed. “Fine, but you’re paying.” After some more bickering you finally agreed on going to the small restaurant you both used to visit a lot as kids.

“Welcome!” the lady who owned the place called out from inside as Jaehyun opened the door the place. It was as simple as it could get. A few tables, chairs and minimum decorations, nothing fancy but just the perfect cozy. You smiled to see that the place had not changed one bit.

“Ah Jaehyun! Missed me–” she stopped talking when she saw you smiling at her from behind Jaehyun. Her mouth hung open and she scurried over to give you a hug.

“Y/N oh my god! It’s been so long! How are you my child?” she looked at you with such adoration. After having some small talk with her, you and Jaehyun got seated at the table you usually used to sit at as kids. She brought you guys your food but she remained standing next to you guys.

“Can I ask you something?” she looked at you both with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her hands clasped in front of her. You smiled and nodded at her in reply. “Are you two together now?”

You were caught off guard by her question. “What?!” You and Jaehyun exclaimed together and then looked at each other. “No!” you said in unison again. The lady just started laughing at your reactions.

“No no, aunty you have a very wrong idea,” you shook your head and denied.

“Okay okay, I believe you,” she suddenly leaned close to the table as if she was gonna spill a secret, “but you never know what might happen.” She gave you a smug grin and went off to attend to another customer.

“Aunty!” you cried yet again in shock at her words and you felt very hot and bothered at the moment. Jaehyun ears had turned to tomato red and his cheeks were pink as well, but the corner of his lips tugged upwards a little bit.

You stuffed your mouth with food to avoid any awkward conversation but unfortunately you choked on your food.

“Dude! Eat slowly, why are you eating so much at the same time?” Jaehyun chastised you and patted your back.

Soon you guys launched into a comfortable conversation. You realised ever since coming back you had not talked properly to Jaehyun even once. You asked him about his mom and got to know that she had gone to live with Jaehyun’s older sister for a few months, since she was having a baby.

“Wow congratulations! You’re gonna become an uncle.” You were genuinely happy for him.

Who knew time passed by so quickly.

He asked you about your parents whereabouts and wellbeing. The conversation between you two flowed so smoothly from recalling childhood memories to telling each other about your current lives.

“So, are you really not dating anyone?” Jaehyun asked you suddenly and you looked at him with a surprised face, not expecting the question from him.

“Uh, no.” you looked down at your plate, suddenly very shy.

“Why not? You’re smart, kind and attractive. What’s not there to like?” Jaehyun blurted out, and realised after a second what he had said. You tried to ignore his unexpected words.

“I guess no one is interested in me. And… I honestly kinda haven't felt connected to anyone. I tried going on a few dates but it just did not work out.” You shrugged and took a sip of your water. Jaehyun nodded in understanding. Deep within, he didn’t know why but he kinda felt relieved that you were not with someone.

“What about you?” you looked up to meet his gaze. Jaehyun held your gaze for a second.

Your heart skipped a beat for the second time that day.

“No,” he simply said and you just nodded at his response. There was an awkward silence for a few moments. You cleared your throat and decided to break it.

“It’s nice talking to you again like this, after so long,” you smiled a genuine smile at him.

“Me too,” he smiled his signature dimpled smile right back at you.

The rest of the day went by with you and Jaehyun surprisingly getting along with each other. Buying and collecting things for your stall from your lists, and visiting a few places you wanted to see after so long.

It was almost dark when you were getting back, the last rays of the sun lingering in the sky before it greeted the other side of the world. You were walking back to your neighborhood in a comfortable silence, both of you holding bags in your hands.

“Hey, what about your restaurant today?” you asked, worried you might have kept him with you unnecessarily.

“Don’t worry about it, Taeyong and another person who works for me, handled it.”

“Oh okay.” you fell into a silent walk again.

The thought of asking you why you acted the way you did during the last years of highschool crossed Jaehyun’s mind. “Hey, I wanted to ask,” you glanced at him towards your side, “that…” Jaehyun then looked at you. Your face was full of joy and content today. He certainly didn’t want to be the one to make that disappear, so he decided to change his question. “Did we buy enough pins for tomorrow?” you started laughing at his trivial question, given how he had started with a very serious tone.

“Yeah, we’ve got them all. You’re so cute.” you chuckled again, and then you slapped your mouth shut with your hand realising what you had blurted out.

It was jaehyun’s turn to laugh and you couldn’t help but join him in. Jaehyun was sure his ears were red right now.

“well, you’re not bad yourself.” Jaehyun piped.

“oh please, I’m way cuter than you.” And so again, the bickering began.

That night when you got into bed, you couldn’t stop thinking about the way Jaehyun had gazed at you and how he had laughed at all your jokes the whole day.

Jaehyun couldn’t stop thinking about your honest eyes and lively laugh either.

You dipped the paint brush into the big red paint bottle, pursing your lips as you tried to make a decent lettering on the big banner for your stall. Jaehyun was painting the border of the paper.

“Hey! Stop moving the table so much.” you grunted at Jaehyun. He just stuck out his tongue in response to you.

All the other stalls were almost nearly done while you had just started decorating yours, thanks to your absence yesterday. Everyone had put up lamps, fairy lights and cute decorations on their stall. The festival was gonna be open from around 6pm and into the night, hence all the lighting.

“Hi Jaehyun!” you froze in your actions. You could recognise that high pitched annoying voice anywhere. You looked up with a cold expression to see Kang Miyoung making her way towards your stall.

She always had to be the perfect girl in your grade and you hated it. Prettiest girl in the school? Kang Miyoung. Student with the highest marks? Kang Miyoung. Person who everyone would fangirl over? Kang Miyoung.

Well and you had one more reason to strongly dislike her, which no one knew.

“Oh hi Miyoung!” Jaehyun greeted Miyoung enthusiastically.

“Yeah, jump into her arms already won’t you?” you said under your breath but dammit, why did Jung Jaehyun had to have such nice hearing. He looked back at you with furrowed eyebrows and hissed. “Be nice!” Jaehyun knew your history with Miyoung and your feelings towards her, but of course not completely.

“Oh Y/N, I almost didn’t see you there,” she gave you a look of distaste.

“Hey.” you greeted her in the complete opposite way of Jaehyun, not even sparing her a glance. Miyoung just scowled at you but put on a very bright smile as she turned back to Jaehyun.

“Jaehyun, i really need one help in my stall, but there’s literally no one around,” she said in a cute tone which had you almost barfing right there. You looked up to see her standing too close to Jaehyun, and her one hand touching his arm. You knew it wasn’t right, but you couldn’t help but feel angry at her actions. Jaehyun wasn’t yours, he had never been, you tried to convince yourself so as to stop yourself from slapping her in the face right at that moment. You took a deep breath to calm yourself.

“Sure. I’ll be back in a few Y/N.” Why was Jaehyun such a nice and sweet person to everyone? He wasn’t as nice to you. You tried not to think about it now judging yourself for acting so childishly and engrossed yourself in painting.

Jaehyun came back after twenty five minutes and you were close to losing your patience. “Where in the god’s name were you?”

“I was helping out Miyoung.”

“Yeah shift teams, would you?” you looked away haughtily.

“It took a long time because suddenly she felt the need to tell me her life story and I am too nice to say no so.” he gestured vaguely. Jaehyun didn’t know why but he felt the need to explain himself.

You and Jaehyun were the last ones to still be there in the ground, blowing up heart shaped balloons even though it was already dark. Soomin and Johnny had plans with Johnny’s parents so they had left early. And the rest were already done with their stalls.

You yawned loudly, it was a yawn that couldn’t be suppressed. “I’m done for today.”

“Yeah, let’s call it a day. We can put these up tomorrow.” Jaehyun got up and stretched his body, letting out a tired yawn as well.

“I’m really hungry now.” As if on cue your stomach growled loudly. Jaehyun chuckled at you. “Ugh god, I’ll have to make something when I go back home.”

“No. I know a place where we can eat.” After cleaning up everything, you hopped onto Jaehyun’s bike behind him, thankful that you wouldn’t have to walk tonight.

“Hold on tight.” You gripped onto Jaehyun’s jacket around his waist and he couldn’t help but feel excited at the little action.

As you rounded up the corner, you knew it was a familiar road. “Aren’t we at–”

“At my restaurant, yes. Come on.”

It was way past the closing time and so the restaurant was all locked up. Jaehyun got out his keys and opened the door, and you followed him inside. All the chairs were upside down on table and the floors cleaned spotless. Jaehyun noticed you staring around.

“Taeyong is a clean freak, you knew that,” he chuckled. You nodded in understanding.

He pulled down two chairs at the bar counter. “Sit. I’ll be right back.”

You soon heard some clinking of utensils from the kitchen and wondered what this boy was upto. You go in to see him wearing an apron and tossing some pasta in a pan.

“Ah, you weren’t supposed to come in here.” Jaehyun narrowed his eyes playfully at you.

“I was bored.” you examined the contents in his pan. “Man I haven’t had your cooking since so long. Remember when you used to make me taste very single thing you made?” you laughed remembering how you had threw up on one such occasion.

“Yes and my cooking has since gotten better.” Jaehyun said with a proud huff. “Will you do one favour?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Go to the bar and choose any wine you want. Just nothing horrible to go with the pasta, of course.”

“Oh please, I know how to choose wines,” you stuck out your tongue at him.

As you were pouring the wine in the glasses, Jaehyun came with two dishes. You dug into the plates without further ado, too hungry to care.

“Mmm, this is good! You have surely improved.” Jaehyun smiled at your compliment. You ate in silence for while, savouring the pasta and downing it with wine simultaneously.

“That was a good meal.” you sighed contentedly. Jaehyun took away your plates and came back to sit down beside you. While sipping on the leftover wine, you couldn’t help but notice how attractive Jaehyun looked in a simple shirt and sweatpants. His shirt folded up till his elbow, showing off his arm muscles. Muscles? When did he get muscles? Your eyes travelled up to his shoulder. Hmmm, they’ve gotten broader. Jaehyun suddenly turned and caught your gaze.

“You’re staring,” he simply stated but kept your eyes locked with his.

Was it the wine that was making you feel this way? Probably. Or was it the effect of the man in front of you? You surely didn’t wanna admit that, so wine it was. You did not know when you had leaned in so close to Jaehyun because his face was quite near yours. You could suddenly hear your heart pound in your ears.

“We…” Jaehyun suddenly spoke and you could feel his breath fan your face. “We should get back,” he quickly got up from his chair, not wanting to do anything either of you will regret.

“Uh yeah.” you were very flustered and the pounding in your chest was not dying down any soon.

With an awkward air around, you were soon riding back with Jaehyun on his bike. Jaehyun stopped his bike in front of your house and removed his helmet. Jaehyun always had the habit of fixing his hair and you hadn’t really found it attractive ever before. But right now you were very much aware of any of his actions. How could someone look good just brushing their hair?

He got off the bike after you. You had no idea why but you were just standing there, neither of you making any moves.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Jaehyun’s soft voice made you look at him.

Your face at that moment, Jaehyun wanted to embed it in his memory. Before he could contemplate, he was moving and wrapping his arms around your torso, encompassing you in a hug. You lightly gasped when you felt him around you.

“I missed you Y/N.” jaehyun murmured, but you could see he was nervous, feeling his heart beat rapidly against your body.

After a few moments, you sighed and gave in to the warmth of Jaehyun’s arms, something you had terribly missed all these years. You wrapped your hands around him and Jaehyun let out a sigh. You still smelt the same like the lemon laundry detergent and your baby cream, mixed with your perfume, and it was driving Jaehyun crazy at that moment.

“I missed you too, Jae.”

Your doorbell rung continuously, annoying the hell out of you. You were about to curse at the person but Soomin had already jumped into your arms.

“Happy Valentine’s day baby!” She practically screamed into your ear, crushing you in her arms.

“Happy Valentine’s day to you too love, but I really cannot breathe,” you spoke in a strained voice.

Johnny stepped inside your house carrying a basket in his hands. Soomin took it from him and pushed it into your hands.

“Is this for me? I love you so much,” you asked cutely with a pout on your face.

“Of course.” Soomin replied in the same tone, making you both burst into giggles.

You quickly got ready for the day and got in the car with Johnny and Soomin. Involuntarily, your mind wandered to Jaehyun and the hug you shared last night. “Jaehyun’s not riding with us?” you asked as casually as you could.

“No he went to his restaurant first. Some shipments came in and stuff.” Johnny answered you.

The ground was more lively than ever today. Food carts and food trucks were being set up, everyone else giving final touches to their stalls.

“Hey.” you were startled by Jaehyun who was suddenly beside you.

“I was so close to hitting you right now.” you put a hand to your heart, “when did you come?”

“Right now. Let’s go put up our balloons.”

You were back at your house, changing into more presentable clothes since the whole town was gonna visit. You were waiting outside for Jaehyun. You let out a frustrated sigh when the door to his house finally opened.

“Gosh, why do you take so long to get ready?” Yet your gaze raked once over his figure quickly, taking in his simple outfit of a black t-shirt and pants.

“How do I look?” he ignored your comments like always.

“You always look nice, now let’s go,” you spoke a bit fast, embarrassed for having checked him out.

The whole day was exhilarating for you. You met some of the old town people and caught up with them. A lot of junior kids from your school recognised you. Your stall was a success in all, you attended to many number of people and everyone seemed to have loads of fun there.

You noticed Jaehyun was having as good a time as you and genuinely felt happy. You had closed down now since you were out of balloons. It was after sunset now. Jaehyun and you just sat there for a while, relaxing for a bit.

“What?” Jaehyun tilted his head at you.

“You seemed to have a lot of fun,” you smiled at him.

“I did,” he grinned back at you with a genuine smile. “I’m parched. I’m gonna get us some sodas, then let’s pack up.” You nodded at him.

You started cleaning up the tent, putting everything back in their boxes one by one. Ten minutes passed but Jaehyun was nowhere in sight. That was odd, you thought. The soda cart was not that far. You started to look for him, cause you really wanted to close up and explore the rest of the festival. Also Soomin had called everyone up for the big reveal of her and Johnny’s stall. They had managed to keep it a secret for this whole time and said it was something Valentine special.

“Hey hi, have you seen Jaehyun?” you asked a few of them but no one knew. Then one pointed in the direction at the end of the tents, and said they saw him and Miyoung walking towards there. When you heard the name Miyoung, everything just stopped for a second. You gathered yourself and walked in the direction where the person had pointed out, and stopped some distance away when you spotted Jaehyun and Miyoung standing opposite each other. You were facing Jaehyun’s back.

However, Miyoung had spotted you. Before Jaehyun could say anything, Miyoung had put her hands around Jaehyun’s neck.

You gasped and immediately turned around. An uncalled for tear slipped down your cheek. And it felt like high school all over again.

“Jae, meet me at the backyard during lunch, okay?” you texted Jaehyun in the middle of the class. Your teacher was about to face the class. Without locking it you tried to keep your phone in your bag hastily, not paying attention if it actually went inside or not. Unfortunately, it had fallen out of your bag and was lying behind your chair.

The student who sat behind you was none other than your despised classmate, Kang Miyoung.

Miyoung quickly looked at the text you had sent Jaehyun.

Come lunch, you made a stop at the washroom. Today you had decided to tell your feelings to Jaehyun, your childhood friend and whom you considered your soulmate at this point. You were both gonna be off for college in a couple of months, so you really wanted this out in the open. You fixed your hair and clothes a bit and made your way to the backyard.

You were about to turn the corner when you heard a few voices. You sneaked a glance to see Jaehyun and Miyoung standing there, hugging.

You were shocked for a few moments, unable to move from your spot.

When reality came back to you quickly made your way to the washroom and locked yourself in a toilet. A sob escaped you.

Jaehyun pushed Miyoung off of him. "What are you doing Miyoung?!"

"I… I thought you liked me too Jaehyun." She tried acting all sad and pouty in front him.

Jaehyun closed his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. He remembered the same shit she had pulled off in high school. "Just… don't talk to me ever again."

"But Jaehyun—"

Jaehyun left Miyoung standing alone. He made his way quickly to the balloon pop stall but you were not there. He heard commotion from a certain corner and he went there to see a crowd in front of a booth.

He sees you standing there. At a distance, looking right back at him, hurt evident in your eyes. And in an instant, Jaehyun knew you had seen him and  Miyoung together just now.

"No…"

Miyoung always wanted everything to herself. You tolerated with her when she always wanted to be the top of the class, even if by cheating. You even put up with her shitty attitude towards you and spreading unsolicited rumours about you.

But what you could not bear was her taking away your best friend. Not when it came to Jaehyun.

You had been walking just trying to get away when Soomin had caught you. You did not want to ruin her day with your not so cheery mood, that was why you acted like everything was okay and went with her to her stall.

"So, everyone gathered here, are you ready for the main event of the evening?" Johnny's voice boomed above the crowd. A few hoots and cheers could be heard from people around.

Someone pulled the curtains covering the stall.

"The kissing booth!" Everyone screamed and cheered like anything. "Alright, all the single people get in line and you get to kiss one person tonight." More hoots.

You were about to walk back, when your gaze met with Jaehyun's, who was across the crowd. You knew your eyes spoke everything by the way Jaehyun's expressions changed.

You turned around abruptly and walked towards Soomin. "Soomin, I will go first." After all what did you have to lose.

"Oh damn what?! Go get it girl!" Soomin was shocked to see you even participate.

As Jaehyun saw you get up on the booth and Soomin put a blindfold around your eyes, he knew he had to talk to you right now. He had to make things right this time because he just couldn’t afford to lose you again like that. It was either now or never.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Jaehyun pushed through the crowd of people to get to the booth.

He was almost there when he saw the first guy line about to get up on the booth.

" Wait! No, wait! Please let me go first. I really need to talk to her right now," he pointed at your standing figure. “I promise you can go after me." Jaehyun didn't care in the least if he sounded desperate. When Jaehyun entered the booth, the crowd went crazy. You were curious who the person was that everyone was cheering on so loud.

Suddenly, your blindfold was removed and you were met with Jaehyun standing in front of you. A look of shock soon turned into a look of hurt and you were about to walk away when Jaehyun grabbed your hand to stop you. The crowd had gone silent.

"Please, just listen to me once."

"Jaehyun let go people are watching," you were too tired to even force yourself out of his grip.

"Y/N, I promise just hear me out once and I'll let you go." Suddenly an idea popped to Jaehyun’s mind. “Okay, let me use my wish from before,” he looked at you with hopeful eyes.

"Fine," but you didn't have the energy to look him in the eyes, so instead you stared somewhere behind him.

"Look at me." Jaehyun whispered softly and tugged at your hand lightly. His soft voice was one of your weaknesses and you couldn't help but look at him.

"Y/N whatever you saw back there, I swear it was nothing. She had hugged me before I even knew what she was doing—"

"What about that time in high school at the backyard?" you whispered softly to him.

"You saw that?" He was the one shocked this time. You nodded your head in reply. Everything clicked in place for Jaehyun.

"Again, same situation. I was actually waiting for you because you had texted me. I don't know, she was suddenly confessing to me and I swear I have never liked or seen her that way. Y/N, you have to believe me." Jaehyun knew he sounded pathetic right now in front of the whole town but he couldn't give two fucks about it. "I was so confused and torn when you had suddenly stopped talking to me back then. I literally didn't know what to do. You were not replying to my texts and or answering my calls. And you never came out of your room every time I tried to visit you. I had no chance to explain myself before you took off for the city and I'm not gonna let that happen again." Jaehyun looked into your eyes, trying to search for something, anything.

Your sight was starting to blur now. Overwhelmed by all the information and the situation, you couldn't help the tears.

Jaehyun let go of your hand and stepped closer to you, his face now only a few inches away from you. He held the sides of your face in his hands, his thumbs running across your cheeks wiping the tears that had already fallen.

"Y/N, I have never liked someone else other than you. You have been the one for me always and you always will be, no matter what. I love you, Y/N."

More tears fell over you cheeks at Jaehyun's confession.

"Can I kiss you right now?" you whispered to him in a wavering voice. Jaehyun was thrown off by your question and all he could do was just slightly nod.

Without thinking anymore, you crashed your lips onto his.

And it was like fireworks went off in your mind. You were finally kissing Jaehyun was all you could think. His soft lips insistent against yours was all you could feel. They moulded perfectly with yours. Jaehyun pressed his mouth against yours a bit more firmly, as if trying to reassure you or maybe himself. Jaehyun couldn't believe he was finally kissing you. You broke the kiss for breath and instead pressed your forehead against his.

“I love you too, Jaehyun.”

The town people roared and clapped for you both. Soomin and Johnny were ecstatic as they had accomplished their mission. Doyoung and Taeyong were cheering even louder for their friends than the rest of the crowd.

Let's just say everyone knew you both were meant to be together.

And so, a new chapter in your and Jaehyun’s life began.

THE END <3

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[mortalfaerie]

STRANDED IN TIME (M. F.) 2/?

Matthew Fairchild x Lost Herondale! Reader

Y/N Herondale gets her just deserts when snooping in Cirenworth's attic sends her back over 100 years.

An indeterminate amount of time passed as you drifted in and out of consciousness. You recalled a silent brother standing over you, buts of hushed and worried conversation, and one occasion when you woke to Tessa sitting by your side, a cold cloth on your forehead and her mixing a tincture by your bedside.

You couldn't bring yourself to speak in your current state, but remembered vaguely that Tessa excelled in healing magic. You tried to reach out to her, but found you lost consciousness again before you could.

When you finally did wake without horrible pain, you found yourself in a narrow bed, in a cotton nightgown you'd never seen, but unmistakably in the London Institute's infirmary, the painted ceiling distinct.

What happened? Did Tessa and Jem take you here because you had been sick? Was Kit okay? Where was everyone? These questions pounded in your head as you stood from the bed, and cautiously padded to the double doors leading to the hallway. You opened the door to look out, but found Tessa and two people you didn't know - one being the man who had carried you - talking outside the door. They all looked to you, pausing, and then Tessa exclaimed, "Oh goodness, you're awake at last."

"I- what happened? Where's Kit? Why are we in London?" You asked, looking rapidly from person to person.

"You should have a seat, if you're able." said the other person - a petite woman of perhaps 40 or 50.

"What's going on?" you asked again, increasingly alarmed. "Is Kit okay? Where's my brother? I want to see him!"

"I'm sure we can help you find your brother as soon as we know who you are." The taller man assured you.

You looked again to Tessa, exasperated. "Tessa, what's going on? You know me, I- Kit and I live with you and Jem and Mina in Devonshire." Your voice started to wobble as panic set in.

"I- I'm sorry, I don't think that we've ever met before now." Tessa said, her face earnestly confused.

Tears spilled over your cheeks as you looked desperately to the other two adults.

"I'm Y/N Herondale." You choked out. "My little brother is Kit, you took us in after our dad was killed. We used to live in Los Angeles but we moved here after the Cohort - Tessa, please, you have to remember me."

At the name Herondale, all parties looked shocked and concerned. You cried earnestly now, shocked and panicked and feeling like you were living in a waking nightmare. You didn't pay much mind as they sheparded you into a chair in the infirmary, and the man called for tea from the kitchen. A blanket was draped around your shoulders, lest you go into shock, and when tea was pressed into your hands you finally ceased crying.

"Now," Tessa said softly, seated beside you and across from the others, "Why don't you tell us from the beginning what you remember, Y/N."

With a shuddering breath, you began. "My name is Y/N Herondale. My dad was Johnny Rook, and my mother was Rosemary Herondale. My mom died before I can remember, and only a bit after my brother Kit was born. We grew up with mundanes were always told we just had the true sight and to be quiet about it, until the day demons attacked my dad at our house, and Kit and I barely escaped with Jem Carstairs and -" you looked to Tessa, "You. We lived in the Los Angeles Institute for a bit, but eventually we decided to go to England with you and Jem when you offered - you said it was because we were the lost Herondale siblings, and that you owed a debt to the Herondales."

You looked to the man and woman across from you, silently imploring if you should continue. The man, who's black hair was flecked with gray and who's blue eyes mirrored your own, cleared his throat.

"Y/N, my name is William Herondale, and this is my wife, Tessa Herondale. And next to me is Charlotte Fairchild, the consul. We don't know how you happened to get here, but rest assured, you will not be turned away."

You could have cried again for relief, but you steeled yourself when the consul nodded to you. "Do you remember what happened before you were discovered outside?"

You nodded slowly. "I was at Cirenworth Hall. Tessa - my Tessa, I guess - gave me a book to read and it inspired me to look around in the attic, and I found something in a box. I - I can't remember what it was, but I remember feeling sick suddenly, and then I was lying in the grass with Jessamine over me."

"You could see Jessamine?" Charlotte asked, and you nodded.

"Yeah, my brother and I could both see ghosts after we got our voyance marks. Some that other people can't see, too." You said.

Tessa and Will exchanged a glance, and Will spoke. "That would give credence to your claim of being a Herondale. The issue is, however, that the only living Herondales are myself, my family here, and my sister, now Cecily Lightwood. Our father had a brother, but he and his wife both died before they had any children."

"But his name was Tobias, right?" You asked, gears beginning to turn in your head.

"Yes, actually." Will said, raising an eyebrow. "How would you know that?"

"Because Tobias Herondale was my ancestor. He had a son no one knew about, and that son married a faerie woman..." you trailed off. "And eventually, I happened."

"That raises another question, then." Charlotte said, her expression speculative. "If you are a Herondale, and you bear marks, how is the clave unaware of you?"

"I think," you began, bracing yourself to be called crazy. "That maybe I'm not from this time, or this dimension. I think something I did in the attic sent me here, wherever here is."

"London." Tessa supplied, "July, 1903."

You stood up in shock. "1903? You can't be serious! I - how? I wasn't even born until 1997 - oh my god, Kit, I can't -"

"Y/N!" Tessa exclaimed, placing her hands on your shoulders to push you back in your seat. "Please, calm down, I'm afraid you'll make yourself sick."

You let her push you back into your seat, but stared blankly at the floor as your jaw worked.

"Is such a thing possible?" Will asked quietly to Charlotte.

"To have travelled through time? Not as I know it, but perhaps it could be a cruel faerie trick? It's known that time moves differently in the faerie realms." She replied, still cautious in her tone.

You brought your arms around yourself and hugged your sides as the gravity of your situation set in. Kit - oh god, was he looking for you? Would they know to look in the attic? What would happen to your little makeshift family? You heaved a sob, and the attention of the adults turned back to you.

Tessa - motherly Tessa - let propriety slip and pulled you to her side, and you clung to her for dear life. The consul came closer and passed a comforting hand over your hair.

"No matter how you came to be here," she said softly, "You are a nephilim, and you are displaced and distressed, and so you will always be supported at this Institute. We will do all we can to discern this situation, but you will be in good hands with Tessa and Will."

You hiccuped and met her eyes, seeing genuine compassion in them. She offered you a hesitant smile, and turned to Tessa.

"She will remain here until we are able to reverse this. I will confer with the Silent Brothers on this matter, and see if they know of any case like this. Until then, perhaps she will be treated as a ward of the Institute?"

Tessa nodded, her hold on you still firm. "Of course. We'll see to it."

Will went to see the consul out, and Tessa stayed behind, with you still holding onto her. "Y/N?" she asked, all gentleness and care in her voice. You wanted to believe this was your Tessa, the one who had become like a mother to you, but this Tessa knew nothing of you at all.

"Yes?" you said, your voice hoarse from crying.

"I don't know how you've come here, but I want you to know - I trust what you say. I have seen many impossible things, but still I am met with surprises. I also know that since I am a warlock - I am fated to live many, many years. If you truly were not born until 90 years from now, it's possible you know me in your time. I am sorry that I don't know you, but know that you are safe here."

You squeezed her, and managed to say, "Thank you. You've always been so kind to me. I - I'm glad I crash landed somewhere with you here."

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