#Pippa. I'm sorry I have to laugh because WHAT

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Postpartum

Amelia Shepherd x fem!reader Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (NSFW), sex, oral sex, hella eating out, fingering, etc., mentions of anatomy/body parts, some explicit language, post-pregnancy times (please let me know if I've left anything out!) Word Count: 2.0k

Summary: You're six weeks postpartum, and your doctor has cleared you for sex, but you're worried that it might not be the same anymore. Amelia assuages all of your worries. 😉

Request Info: This was requested by an anonymous user, but the request itself accidentally got deleted! The user also requested that the reader be an ortho surgeon and a third twisted sister. Whoever you are, I hope you find this, and I'm so sorry to have lost your original request!

“You’re good to go,” your OBGYN declared, finishing up your 6-weeks postpartum checkup.

You raised your eyebrows at her. “As in, good to go?”

She laughed. “Good to go, as in cleared to resume any and all sexual activity as you feel ready for it.”

You nodded and repeated it to yourself. “Good to go…”

But as you left Grey-Sloan, making a quick stop at the ortho unit to say hello to the nurses and the other attendings, you couldn’t help but wonder if you really were good to go. Sure, you missed sex with Amelia. You missed her body, missed connecting with her in that way, but you were also so self-conscious. You hadn’t had any major tears or anything, but you had shoved a human head out of your vagina less than two months ago. It was bound to be different down there. It felt different. What if sex didn’t feel good anymore? What if it never did? Or, even worse, what if it looked or felt different for Amelia, and she didn’t like sleeping with you anymore?

You decided to text Meredith and Cristina about it, as you so often did about any and everything.

Y/N: You guys I’ve been cleared for sex

M: Yay!

C: Good for you bitch

Y/N: I’m kinda scared tho…

M: Aw, why?

Y/N: Does it hurt after? Or like idk was Derek weirded out?

C: It feels like I could have been left out of this conversation

M: Shut up Cristina we’re being supportive! And no Y/N it didn’t hurt. You just have to take it slow and do what feels good at the time. And stop if it doesn’t feel good.

C: You don’t have a dick to deal with so you should be okay

M: CRISTINA

Y/N: I mean tbh we have several

M: Ew she’s my sister I didn’t need to know that…

C: I need to know more…

You shook your head and smiled. You decided that you might as well try, if Amelia was up for it. And there was no question that Amelia was up for it. She’d powered through like a champ, but before this, the longest you’d gone without having sex was two weeks and that was only because you’d been brought in as a specialist on a case at another hospital.

When you walked into the apartment, everything was quiet–a rarity at your house these days. You crept through the rooms, looking for Amelia and Pippa, and finally found them in the nursery. Amelia held Pippa to her chest, bouncing her softly as she slept, little chubby cheeks pressing out like she was blowing bubbles.

You placed a hand on Amelia’s back and kissed her on the cheek. You nodded toward Pippa, eyebrows scrunched.

“I just can’t bring myself to put her down,” Amelia whispered. “How was your appointment?”

“Good.”

Amelia stared pointedly at you. “Good good?”

You nodded, smirking.

If Pippa had not been tiny and fragile, Amelia would have tossed her into the crib like a football.

She placed the baby gently on her back in the crib, then crashed into you with the force of a tidal wave–or six weeks of no sex.

She pushed you into the hallway wall, shutting Pippa’s door behind her, and pressed into you, her mouth and hands desperate. She ran her tongue up and down your neck and back to your mouth and yanked your shirt over your head. God, you’d missed this. You’d missed her. Even though she’d been right here next to you the whole time. She groaned as she pushed herself into you, and you smiled into her kiss.

At this rate, Amelia would be finished before you even had a chance to make it to the bed.

“No, no!” she whined as you pulled away, her blue eyes pleading desperately with you.

“Come to bed, Amy,” you teased, taking her by the hand and leading her to the bedroom.

You gently removed her clothes and pushed her onto the bed. “You first,” you said.

She grabbed at your face hungrily as you leaned over her, kissing you with all the fervor of someone who’s love has been lost at sea for several years. She gasped and arched her back as your hand grazed over her clit.

You couldn’t help but smile at how needy she was, her hips bucking into your hand as you held it still, cupping her heat.

“Y/N, don’t fucking tease me,” she scolded, her voice stuttering. “It’s been way too long for that.”

“Oh, you don’t like that?” you said, smug. It was not often that Amelia was this powerless in bed. Usually it was the other way around, so you were enjoying this moment.

She grabbed your face, rough, and then soft as she ran her hand through your hair. “Just finish me already so I can get inside you.” She pulled your face closer, her breath hot in your ear as she whispered. “I’ve missed the taste of you.”

You’d never switched gears faster. No more power trips, just getting Amelia off as quickly as possible.

You kissed and licked your way down her body, intoxicated by the way she pushed into you and pulled you closer. By the time you reached her center, she was panting and glistening and you knew it'd only be a matter of minutes before she was absolute putty.

You pressed soft kisses into her inner thighs, then closer and closer until she was nearly bursting with the want of you, so that when you finally, finally, wrapped your mouth around her clit, she nearly lost her mind. You held her hips in place as she moaned, licking your way through her, around her, inside of her until she was shaking in your arms, hips rolling to meet your tongue. And for the final touch, you slipped two of your fingers inside of her, curling down and around, just how you knew she liked it. Her hands were gripping your hair so hard you thought might pull it out. “Y/N!” she gasped, her breath coming out in short, sharp moans as she came on your fingers. You smiled as you buried your face in her, guiding her through her high and back down again.

“Holy shit,” she breathed, her chest still heaving.

“Good?” you asked, already knowing the answer, as you wiped your mouth.

She nodded, still struggling to catch her breath. “Give me a second.”

You lay down next to her, feeling wildly pleased with yourself, especially when Amelia rolled over on top of you and pressed her mouth into yours, moaning as she tasted herself on your lips.

But as she worked her way down your body, anxiety shot through you.

You grabbed her hand. “Amy, wait…”

She looked up at you, concerned.

“You don’t have to,” you said, avoiding her eyes.

“I know I don’t,” she replied, still looking at you curiously. “I want to. I’ve wanted to for months.”

“I think…” you stuttered. “I think I’d really rather you didn’t.”

Amelia’s eyebrows furrowed. “Hey,” she said, laying down next to you and propping herself up on her elbow so she could see your face. “What’s going on?”

“I’m just not ready.”

“That’s fine, but you seemed super ready about two minutes ago.”

You didn’t respond, fiddling with an edge of your comforter.

“Y/N,” she said, brushing your hair behind your ear. “Tell me what’s going on in that pretty head please.”

She took your hand and you played with her fingers for a moment before answering.

“I’m scared you won't like it.”

Amelia looked genuinely shocked. “You’re what now?”

“I got messed up down there,” you mumbled. “What if it’s not like normal for you?”

“Oh, babe,” she said, caressing your face. “You’re not messed up. You could never be messed up. You’re you and I love you. I love all of you.”

You stayed quiet.

“Honey,” she continued, more emphatic now. “Your body made a whole human. A human that is sleeping in the bedroom down the hallway. A beautiful, precious human that I love with all my heart and hope with all my heart stays asleep for a while so that I can get in there. She had her time. It's my fucking turn."

You couldn’t help but giggle a bit.

“Listen,” she ranted, excited that your mood was brightening and trying to make you laugh more. “I’m like the Lewis and Clark of vaginas, okay? The wilderness must be explored. I gotta get in there and get the lay of the land. And it might be new, right?”

You nodded, grinning and blushing.

“But new doesn’t mean bad. Lots of times new means better. So just… let me do my exploring, okay?”

“Okay,” you acquiesced.

Amelia was gentler with this attempt, slow and steady and worshipful as she moved down your body, taking her time especially at the place where your uterus still bulged, where new stretch marks had drawn their way across your abdomen. And when she got to your center, she was gentle there, too, mindful of your anxiety, mindful that it might take your body more time than usual to warm up.

She was loving and slow and obsessive, sighing with pleasure as she placed kisses along the inside of your thighs, on your clit, all over you. Amelia’s careful touch had washed away most of your anxiety, leaving behind your flushed face, the shuddering of your body each time her skin met yours.

And when finally, finally, she had you wet and whimpering, she dove in like a woman starved.

“Amy,” you breathed, lightly holding her head in your hands as you threw your own head back, your hips rising to meet her. You could feel her smile against you.

“You want more?” she asked, and you knew she meant, Do you want fingers or a strap or a toy or anything like that?

You shook your head. “No, just–” Your breath caught in your throat, replaced by a moan as the knot in your lower abdomen tightened.  “Just keep going.”

If there was one thing about Amelia, it was that she could eat you out forever. You’d been afraid that would change, but clearly your fears had been unfounded. She was insatiable.

“Amy–” you exclaimed, arching your back as your body approached the edge. You couldn’t even get the words out, just “Amy” over and over.

She reached up to grasp one of your hands in hers as you fell apart around her, Amelia lapping up every last bit of you.

You breathed heavily, watching as Amelia emerged from between your thighs, grinning like an idiot, her face an absolute mess.

You laughed as she wiped her face. “I take it your expedition went well?”

“God!” she exclaimed, flopping down beside you. “I missed you.”

“We literally have not been apart for weeks.”

“Okay, well, then I missed your vagina.”

You giggled, rolling over a bit to kiss her on the cheek. “You’re a dork.”

“Yeah, but I’m your dork,” Amelia retorted, pulling you in for another heated kiss.

You were interrupted then by a loud, crinkly wail through the baby monitor.

Amelia groaned, but you could see a smile creeping in. She stood and stretched. “I’ll go get her.”

“Amelia!” you hissed, throwing a pillow at her. “You can't bring her in here! We’re naked, and it smells like sex!”

“She’s six weeks old! She won’t remember!” Amelia nodded at you. “Go take a shower. Relax. Then we can switch. It's almost time to feed her anyway.”

You lay in bed a moment longer, waiting to hear Amelia on the baby monitor.

“Hello!” she cooed, her voice crackling through the speaker as Pippa continued to cry. “Hi, pretty girl! Oh, I know. I know. You want Mama? Let’s go see her. Oh, you love your mama, don’t you? Mommy does, too.”

You smiled, your heart full as you listened.

“We loooooove Mama, don’t we? Yes, we do. We love her so much.”

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Finding out there are people who read the Goldfinch who do not think Theo is some variation of queer will knock the wind out of you. Mind boggling, truly!!! Like there is no way we read the same book!!!!

Anyway heteronormativity must be one hell of a drug for some people, but it is rotting brains fr 🥴

#How do you read TGF and walk away going 'yep that very unreliable narrator is straight because he said so' like ?!? #Boris and Theo's relationship is complex af and unhealthy sure but those bitches are not straight lmfao #like I just... I had no idea there were people who genuinely argue that Theo is straight. That he is in a 'love triangle' with Kitsey and #Pippa. I'm sorry I have to laugh because WHAT #Talking to someone who is like 'I just wish Theo would have ended up with Pippa in the end 😭' and I'm like wait... WHAT?!?! l #Like I really have to laugh. I can't handle it #the goldfinch #theo decker #boris pavlikovsky #boreo

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Chapter 15

Wedding day fits and food

y/ns pov: It is my wedding day it's my wedding day No matter how many times I say it it doesn't seem real "y/n are you ok" Renèe asks "Yeah just a little nervous" "Can you stop fidgeting for a minute I need to do your hair" Pippa requested "yeah sorry" "you're good" "where's my beautiful-" he was cut off by jazzy scream "GET OUT RAMOS" "I'm sorry" "jazz" we all said "ok I'll apologize later" "thank you" "hey baby girl you ready to get married" "yes daddy" "where's sebby" "stop worrying about

other people" "WHERE IS HE" "With Nessa" "OK sorry for yelling" "It's good 20 minutes till the aisle" Oh god I start to uncontrollably smile "What's up" "I'm finally happy and less nervous" "good, god I can't believe my best friend is getting MARRIED" "YOUR BEST FRIEND CANT BELIEVE IT EITHER"

-15 minutes later- "Baby" "Yes Daddy" "It's time"

*Cue here comes the bride* I intertwine my and lins arms while walking down the venue Tears are flowing down all 3 of are faces "You look beautiful" he mouthed "You look handsome" I mouthed "y/n nazaria Terrell" "ok no need for the government" I joked I got some laughs "well do you take Anthony to be your wedded husband" "I do" "and do you Anthony pual ramos Martinez-" "what's so funny" "pual" I say while chuckling "take y/n to be your wedded wife" "I do" "you may now kiss the bride" "he walks towards me" "don't run away This time" I whisper "your lucky I love you" he says before pulling me into a passionate kiss we were interrupted with a loud cheer from everyone we walk to the um the venue we were talking "where's daveed" "he came in drunk with to white wine glass in hand "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT THATS WHAT IM TAKING BOUT" Anthony shouted. Everyone laughed Daveed repeated it because he was drunk. Lin tapped his glass and said "I have a speech for the bride and groom" "to the groom" "TO THE GROOM TO THE GROOM" "TO THE BRIDE TO THE BRIDE" "Thank you thank you now I'm so happy to see them together man I remember when she was bitterly waving to him. pulling her into the wings and confronting her on it and the girls finding out "That day was 🔛🔝" Jazz screamed "FOR REAL" Lin yelled back I hung my head from embarrassment but smiled because it was a little funny" "Aw" he joked at me "🖕🏾" "hey Anthony you better stop teasing because HE got into a car with us guys and he said "yo lin is y/n single" "smooth operator" "ok IM done embarrassing you guys" "why the emphasize on im" the whole cast got up there and said there stories and praises

"This was the best day of my life" "Ditto"

Wedding day

Anthony's pov: It is my wedding day it's my wedding day it's my wedding day No matter how many times I say it it doesn't seem real "Ant are you ok" Mario asked "Yeah just a little nervous" I reply "can you stop worrying" "yeah sorry" "you're good to go visit y/n" "where's my beautiful-" I was cut off by jazzy scream "GET OUT RAMOS" "I'm sorry" I say I thought some were naked or vulnerable "20 minutes till the aisle" my mom reminded me oh god I start to uncontrollable smile "what's up" Daveed ask "I'm finally happy and less nervous" "good, god I can't believe my best friend is getting MARRIED" "YOUR BEST FRIEND CANT BELIEVE IT EITHER"

-15 minutes later- "It's time" my mom informs me

*Cue here comes the bride* She intertwined her and lins arms while walking down the venue Tears were flowing down all 3 of are faces "You look beautiful" I mouthed "You look handsome" she mouthed "y/n nazaria Terrell" "ok no need for the government" she joked she joked got some laughs "well do you take Anthony to be your wedded husband" "I do" "and do you Anthony pual ramos Martinez-" "what's so funny" I ask "pual" she says while chuckling "take y/n to be your wedded wife" "I do" "you may now kiss the bride" I walk towards her "don't run away This time" she whispered "your lucky I love you" I say before pulling me into a passionate kiss we were interrupted with a loud cheer from everyone we walk to the um the venue we were talking "where's daveed" he came in drunk with to white wine glass in hand "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT THATS WHAT IM TAKING BOUT" I shouted. Everyone laughed davved repeated it because he was drunk but he did it in a slurred voice. Lin tapped his glass and said "I have a speech for the bride and groom" "to the groom" "TO THE GROOM TO THE GROOM" "TO THE BRIDE TO THE BRIDE" "Thank you thank you now I'm so happy to see them together man I remember when she was bitterly waving to him. pulling her into the wings and confronting her on it and the girls finding out "that day was 🔛🔝" "FOR REAL" she hung my head from embarrassment but smile because it was a lil funny "awwwwww" I joked at her "🖕🏾" "hey Anthony you better stop teasing because HE got into a car with us guys and he said "yo lin is y/n single" "smooth operator" she teased "ok IM done embarrassing you guys" "why the emphasize on im" the whole cast got up there and said their stories and praises

"This was the best day of my life" "Ditto" We made it to the dance floor and all the girls started dancing to Helpless and the boys danced to winters Ball Pippa whispered to the DJ I was scared until cousin played he lip-synced and danced

Renèe pov: I was helping Pippa with y/ns hair and she was fidgeting ALOT "y/n are you ok" I ask "Yeah just a little nervous" "Can you stop fidgeting for a minute I need to do your hair" Pippa requested "yeah sorry" "you're good" "where's my beautiful-" he was cut off by jazzy scream "GET OUT RAMOS" "I'm sorry" "jazz" we all said "ok I'll apologize later" "thank you" "hey baby girl you ready to get married" lin ask while walking in the door "yes daddy" "where's sebby" "stop worrying about

other people" "WHERE IS HE" damn if my child yelled at me shit id cancel the whole damn wedding "With Nessa" "ok sorry for yelling" "It's good 20 minutes till the aisle" Oh god she starts to uncontrollable smile "what's up" "I'm finally happy and less nervous" "good, god I can't believe my best friend is getting MARRIED" "YOUR BEST FRIEND CANT BELIEVE IT EITHER" jazzy and y/n conversate.

She intertwined her and lins arms while walking down the venue Tears were flowing down all 3 of our faces "You look beautiful" he mouthed "You look handsome" she mouthed "y/n nazaria Terrell" "ok No need for the government" she joked and got some laughs "well do you take Anthony to be your wedded husband" "I do" "and do you Anthony pual ramos Martinez-" "what's so funny" "pual" she says while chuckling "take y/n to be your wedded wife" "I do" "you may now kiss the bride" "he walks towards me" "don't run away This time" I whisper "your lucky I love you" he says before pulling me into a passionate kiss we were interrupted with a loud cheer from everyone we walk to the um the venue (a/n shut up) we were talking "where's daveed" "he came in drunk with to white wine glass in hand "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT THATS WHAT IM TAKING BOUT" Anthony shouted. everyone laughed davved repeated it because he was drunk. Lin tapped his glass and said "I have a speech for the bride and groom" "to the groom" "TO THE GROOM TO THE GROOM" "TO THE BRIDE TO THE BRIDE" "Thank you thank you now I'm so happy to see them together man I remember when she was bitterly waving to him. pulling her into the wings and confronting her on it and the girls finding out "That day was 🔛🔝" Jazz screamed "FOR REAL" Lin yelled back She hung my head from embarrassment but smiled because it was a little funny" "Aw" he joked at her "🖕🏾" "hey Anthony you better stop teasing because HE got into a car with us guys and he said "yo lin is y/n single" "smooth operator" "ok IM done embarrassing you guys" "why the emphasize on im" I got up there and "honestly I'm gonna miss y/ns big crush on Anthony" I started I see I her say 'good god' "I remember the day I found out like it was yesterday And helping her go to that sleepover him confessing his love the show lin put on, in summary, it took FOREVER but we got here" everyone clapped

Phillipa soo pov:I was doing y/ns hair to the best of my mixed abilities she was fidgeting a whole hell of a lot "y/n are you ok" renèe asks "yeah just a little nervous" "can you stop figdting for a minute I need to do your hair" I requested "yeah sorry" "you're good" "where's my beautiful-" he was cut off by jazzys scream "GET OUT RAMOS" "I'm sorry" "jazz" we all said "ok I'll apologize later" "thank you" "hey baby girl you ready to get married" "yes daddy" "where's sebby" "stop worrying about

other people" "WHERE IS HE" danm "with nessa" "ok sorry for yelling" "its good 20 minutes till the aisle" oh god I start to uncontrollable smile "what's up" "I'm finally happy and less nervous" "good, god I can't believe my best friend is getting MARRIED" "YOUR BEST FRIEND CANT BELIEVE IT EITHER" she intertwined me and lins arm while walking down the venue tears are flowing down all 3 of are faces "you look beautiful" he mouthed "you look handsome" she mouthed "y/n nazaria Terrell" "ok no need for the government" I joked I got some laughs "well do you take Anthony to be your wedded husband" "I do" "and do you Anthony pual ramos Martinez-" "what's so funny" "pual" I say while chuckling "take y/n to be your wedded wife" "I do" "you may now kiss the bride" "he walks towards me" "don't run away This time" I whisper "your lucky I love you" he says before pulling me into a passionate kiss we were interrupted with a loud cheer from everyone we walk to the um the venue we were talking "where's daveed" "he came in drunk with to white wine glass in hand "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT THATS WHAT IM TAKING BOUT" Anthony shouted. everyone laughed davved repeated it because he was drunk. Lin tapped his glass and said "I have a speech for the bride and groom" "to the groom" "TO THE GROOM TO THE GROOM" "TO THE BRIDE TO THE BRIDE" "Thank you thank you now I'm so happy to see them together man I remember when she was bitterly waving to him. pulling her into the wings and confronting her on it and the girls finding out "That day was 🔛🔝" Jazz screamed "FOR REAL" Lin yelled back I hung my head from embarrassment but smiled because it was a little funny" "Awww" he joked at me "🖕🏾" "hey Anthony you better stop teasing because HE got into a car with us guys and he said "yo lin is y/n single" "smooth operator" "ok IM done embarrassing you guys" "why the emphasize on im" I get after renée answer her question "it's funny because y'all get up talking about there crushes I wanna talk about the relationships because the way ant sent care packages her way they went on dates all the time just the way they'd talk to and about eachother was just so UGH so let's just say there my favorite couple I got some claps.

Jazzy's pov (most interesting) "Where's my beautiful-" he was cut off by my scream "GET OUT RAMOS" "I'm sorry" "Jazz," they all said "ok I'll apologize later" "Thank you" "hey baby girl you ready to get married" "yes daddy" "where's sebby" "stop worrying about

other people" "WHERE IS HE" fuck..." with Nessa" "ok sorry for yelling" "its good 20 minutes till the aisle" oh god I start to uncontrollable smile "what's up" "I'm finally happy and less nervous" "good, god I can't believe my best friend is getting MARRIED" I share "YOUR BEST FRIEND CANT BELIEVE IT EITHER" she replies

-15 minutes later- "Baby" "Yes Daddy" "It's time"

*Cue here comes the bride* I intertwine my and lins arms while walking down the venue Tears are flowing down all 3 of are faces "You look beautiful" he mouthed "You look handsome" I mouthed "y/n nazaria Terrell" "ok no need for the government" I joked I got some laughs "well do you take Anthony to be your wedded husband" "I do" "and do you Anthony pual ramos Martinez-" "what's so funny" "pual" I say while chuckling "take y/n to be your wedded wife" "I do" "you may now kiss the bride" "he walks towards me" "don't run away This time" she whisper "your lucky I love you" he says before pulling her into a passionate kiss we were interrupted with a loud cheer from everyone we walk to the um the venue we were talking "where's daveed" "he came in drunk with to white wine glass in hand "ALL RIGHT ALL RIGHT THATS WHAT IM TAKING BOUT" Anthony shouted. everyone laughed davved repeated it because he was drunk. Lin tapped his glass and said "I have a speech for the bride and groom" "to the groom" "TO THE GROOM TO THE GROOM" "TO THE BRIDE TO THE BRIDE" "Thank you thank you now I'm so happy to see them together man I remember when she was bitterly waving to him. pulling her into the wings and confronting her on it and the girls finding out "That day was 🔛🔝" I screamed "FOR REAL" Lin yelled back I hung my head from embarrassment but smiled because it was a little funny" "Aw" he joked at me "🖕🏾" "hey Anthony you better stop teasing because HE got into a car with us guys and he said "yo lin is y/n single" "smooth operator" "ok IM done embarrassing you guys" "why the emphasize on im" I got up there I'm WAY better at performing then talking "um um" suddenly my head starting spinning and satisfied All right, all right, that's what I'm talking about!

Now, everyone has given it up

For the maid of honor, JAZZY!

A toast to the groom!

(To the groom, to the groom, to the groom)

To the bride (to the bride!)

(To the bride, to the bride)

From your sister

(jazzy, jazzy, jazzy)

Who is always by your side

(By your side, by your side)

To your union (to the union, to the revolution!)

And the hope that you provide

(You provide, you provide)

May you always (always)

Be satisfied I joke as speech I wanted to get down but I was frozen (rewind)

Rewind, rewind, rewind

Rewind, rewind, rewind

Helpless, skies... skies

Helpless, drowning... drowning

Rewind (Rewind)

I remember that night, I just might (rewind)

I remember that night, I just might (rewind)

I remember that night

I remember that-

I remember that night, I just might

Regret that night for the rest of my days

I remember Carson

Tripping over themselves to win our praise

I remember that dreamlike candlelight

Like a dream that you can't quite place

But y/n, I'll never forget the first time I saw your face

I have never been the same

Intelligent eyes in a hunger-pang frame

And when you said "Hi, " I forgot my dang name

Set my heart aflame, ev'ry part aflame

This is not a game

'You strike me as a woman who has never been satisfied'

I'm sure I don't know what you mean

You forget yourself

'You're like me, I'm never satisfied

Is that right?

I have never been satisfied

My name is Jasmine Jones

Y/n Terrell

Where's your family from?

Unimportant, there's a million things I haven't done

Just you wait, just you wait

So so so

So this is what it feels like to match wits

With someone at your level! What the hell is the catch?

It's the feeling of freedom, of seeing the light

It's Ben Franklin with a key and a kite

You see it right?

The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes

Everything we said in total agreement

It's a dream and it's a bit of a dance

A bit of a posture, it's a bit of a stance

She's a bit of a flirt, but I'm give it a chance

I asked about her family, did you see her answer?

Her hands started fidgeting, she looked askance

Penniless, she flying by the seat of her pants

Sexy, boy does he know it

No Peach fuzz she can't even grow it

I wanna take her far away from this place

Then I turn and see HER face and she is

Helpless

And I know she is

Helpless

And her eyes are just

Helpless

And I realize

Where are you taking me?

I'm about to change your life

Then, by all means, lead the way

(Number one!)

I'm a girl in a world in which

My only job is to marry a rich

My father has no sons so I'm the one who has to social climb for one

I'm the oldest and the wittiest and the gossip in New York City is insidious

And y/n ain't penniless

Ha, that doesn't mean I want her any less

Anthony Ramos, it's a pleasure to meet you

Ramos? My 'friend'

She ain't after me because I'm a I'm a sister

That deelevates her status

I'd have to be naive to set that aside

Maybe that is why I introduced her to Ramos

Now that's his bride

Nice going jazzy, She was right, you will never be satisfied

Thank you for all your service

If it takes fighting a war for us to meet, it will have been worth it

I'll leave you to it

I know my bestie like I know my own mind

You will never find anyone as trusting or as kind

If I tell her that I love her she'd be silently resigned

SHe'd wouldn't be mine

She would say "I'm fine", she'd be lying

But when I fantasize at night, it's y/n's eyes

As I romanticize what might have been if I hadn't sized

Her up so quickly

At least my dear a good man her man

At least I keep her eyes in my life

To the groom!

(To the groom, to the groom, to the groom)

To the bride!

(To the bride, to the bride, to the bride)

From your sister

(Jazzy, jazzy)

Who is always by your side

(By your side, by your side)

To your union! (To the union, to the revolution)

And the hope that you provide

(You provide, you provide)

May you always (always)

Be satisfied (satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)

And I know (be satisfied, be satisfied, be satisfied)

She'll be happy as his bride (satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)

And I know (be satisfied, satisfied, satisfied, satisfied)

She will never be satisfied

I will never be satisfied

"JAZZY JAZZY JAZZY" I hear y/n scream "Huh" "You fainted" "So that didn't happen" "What You just said 'um' and fainted" "Oh" "WELL ARE YOU OK" she yelled "Mhm, sorry for taking the attention" "jazzy YOU FAINTED, YOU'RE GOOD" "LIL AWKARED BUT any more SPEECHES," no one said we just ate food and had the best time.

#hamilton fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #fanfics #fanfic authors #fanfic writers #fanfiction writer #fanfic writing #fanfic #fanfiction #anthony ramos #lin manuel miranda #musical theater #musical theatre #theater #theatre #21 chump street #broadway #hamilton musical #in the heights #hamilton #anthonyramosxreadertheatrekidstatus

[hereforthehaunts]

For the BG3 ask, for any except your durge (only because I've not played one yet and am dancing around spoilers, so I guess if the answer wouldn't be a spoiler then go for it!)

6, 15, 23, 40

Aye aye captain! I will keep this durge spoiler-free. Thanks so much for asking! Probably going to be pretty Phoebe-centric just for time's sake.

6. What is your Tav's origin story?

Drama timeeeee.

Phoebe is the oldest daughter of Helene (elf wizard) and Silas (human bard). She has a younger sister named Arden and two younger brothers named Gilbert and Leon. Her father taught her to play the violin and love music. Though he was a bard, he never went out adventuring like he'd planned to as a young man. He met his wife and started pushing back his plans to leave. Then Pheobe came, so he never did. He got a job in town at a shop. Unfortunately, one day the shop caught fire and he was unable to escape. Pheobe had aspirations to go out and study music in Baldur's Gate, but once her father passed she wanted to stay and help take care of her siblings. In her grief, her mother could not bear the thought of her daughter having the same fate as her husband, so she studied and prepared until she was able to use magic to alter Phoebe's memories. Helene took Phoebe to the city and erased her memories of where her hometown is. As hard as she tries, Phoebe cannot remember the place where she grew up. She has all the memories of her family and her life, but where it happened she cannot recall, so she can never return there. In the city, Phoebe goes all into her studies. Eventually she starts travelling around, playing in taverns. That's basically what she's up to when she gets scooped up.

15. If your Tav could/does multiclass, what other class would they choose?

I have not multiclassed before so this is all what ifs and could very well not be good decisions lmao.

Phoebe- a couple options here. Wizard bc of her mom (and because she sorta maybe sent Gale away during act 1... don't hate me please I was young!!!) or rogue because I think the idea of couples picking up little things from each other is cute. I could also see ranger.

Lapis- Barbarian or fighter

Honeylark- Cleric maybe?

Pippa- Paladdin maybe? Really not sure for Pip. Rogue?

23. What is your Tav’s favorite moment they’ve had with their lover?

Probably any moment post-game where Phoebe and Astarion are sitting together and she realizes they are truly relaxed. No one is coming after them, there is nothing to fight. Astarion's guard is down, and they are just existing together in a moment laughing and talking.

40. What is the biggest mistake your Tav ever made?

So funny story actually... The biggest mistake my Tav has ever made was entirely my fault, but it is canon to her run so... When I played Act 2 I kind of didn't understand the fact that I needed to go to Moonrise Towers to save the tieflings before the final battle. I kind of thought I would just do it all when I got there at the end. So the tieflings in Moonrise Towers did die. And it is Phoebe's fault and totally not mine and she has to live with that not me. (IT JUST FELT LIKE SO FAR TO GO BACK!! I DIDN'T WANT TO DEAL WITH THE GAUNTLET AGAIN I'M SORRY). And also I didn't realize Zevlor was there in the mindflayer colony, so I literally walked past him and Orin did some terrible things to him. Act 2 was traumatic for Pheebs. Luckily this is not canon to the LTFU (liz and toad fanfic universe).

#thank you thank you thank you!!!!

[taliesin-19]

Karma

The sound of rummaging in the kitchen woke Harry up which then proceeded to wake Abby up.

"Just someone wanting a midnight snack," Abby mumbled before rolling over.

Harry closed his eyes to go back to sleep as well, but when several minutes had passed and he still hadn't heard footsteps coming back up the stairs, his curiosity got the better of him.

There was only one small light on in the kitchen but it was enough to spot Lily at the kitchen table with a mug of hot chocolate.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" she said.

Harry brushed it off and walked inside. "What are you doing up so late?" he said, ruffling her hair as he sat down beside her.

She shrugged. "Couldn't sleep," she said, staring down at her drink.

Reaching out a hand, Harry gently lifted her chin. "Yup, we've definitely got a frown on our hands, folks," he said, causing her to roll her eyes. "Wanna tell me what's wrong?"

"It's nothing important," she said. "Just stupid teenage drama."

"If it's hurting you, then it's the most important thing in the world to me," he said. "Now go on, let's hear it."

With a sigh, Lily rested her head on her palm. "Well...this one girl in my year named Crystal invited some people to her birthday party this summer. Including Jenna and Emmy. And I didn't even want to go in the first place because Crystal is a two-faced troll who has less personality than a piece of blank parchment. But then my two best friends get invited and not me. And Jenna's not going, thank Merlin. But Emmy, who apparently doesn't have a shred of dignity in her bones, said that she rsvp-ed because Diego is going to be there. Even though I know that's just an excuse. She's literally going to see Diego the very next week at Pippa Barton's birthday party which I am invited to because Pippa is a normal human being. And to top it all off, Jenna said that she heard from Richie that Lance--my unfortunate excuse of an ex-boyfriend--is now dating Crystal and will, of course, also be at her party. As if I needed a reason to want to go even less."

Harry's lips parted as he took in all that information. "So...you're upset because...you're not invited to a party?" he said, hoping he'd got that right.

Alas, Lily groaned out loud and shook her head. "Are you even listening, Dad?" she said in exasperation.

"I promise I thought I was."

Lily swirled the hot chocolate in her cup and sighed. "It's Emmy I'm mad at more than anyone. She's supposed to be my best friend, but she doesn't even care that I wasn't invited. She never seems to care. Sometimes I wonder why she's friends with me at all."

"Hey," Harry said. "You're forgetting something very important."

"What?"

"You've got a friend who does care," he said.

Lily rolled her eyes. "Dad, please, I know you care--"

With a loud laugh, Harry shook his head. "Not me, you big dope," he said. "I meant your other friend. Jenna."

"Oh," she said, letting out a giggle despite herself.

"Glad you inherited your brains from your father," he said, tapping her head.

She gave him a cheeky smile in return.

"But I mean it," he said. "Don't lose sight of what you have by focusing on what you don't. You don't need a hundred friends. You need one good, proper one...Maybe two if the other one happens to save your neck a lot."

"Ooooh, I'm telling Aunt Hermione," she said, immediately moving away from him as he reached out to tickle her side.

Once her laughter subsided, she looked up at him with a half-smile. "I guess you're right. I should just invite Jenna over that day and let karma take care of those bitches."

"I'll excuse the language because you admitted I was right."

She grinned. "I'll keep that in mind for future," she said with a wink.

[storiesofsvu]

What I want to see on SVU this season....

I normally do these before the premier, but obviously forgot. Also some of this list is obviously not going to happen, or at least, we have very limitied time to get what we want due to cast changes, but like let's pretend this was written like three weeks ago lolololol. Also gonna probably add in a few extra things after having seen the first 2 eps.

-Domestic Rollisi being happy, cute and making progress towards a forever together

-A Phoebe guest star, or even just some at home with Fin being soft and cute, like, hello, babysitting his grand kid with her?? (jayden? is the kids name jayden?) (bonus points if uncle munch also happens to be there. still salty he wasn't at the not-wedding)

-MORE COURT SCENES

-The return of Ms Calhoun (duh). Mega bonus points if it's her and Barba teaming up to work defence on a case cause that would be FIRE. like, give me a crossover so we get a full hour of them bickering through interrogation rooms, picking the jury and then working through the case in court. think of the WARDROBE. it would be amazing.

-Character growth without having to put them through immense trauma

-We find out McGrath is actually a terrible criminal involved with some bullshit so he gets busted and we never have to see him again. (bonus points if Garland or Dodds is reinstated)

-Some lgbt representation by our new bestie Muncy because i'm sorry but that girl is bi...

-Follow up; for Velasco & Muncy to NOT be anything more than besties. like, let them be work friends who sass the shit out of each other but it's completely platonic, let us see them out at a bar one night and at first it's "ah fuck, they're trying to make us ship them" but then in the next clip they're wingmaning for each other. (and this could be the easy intro for Grace to be all "dude, i guarantee i'm better at picking up women than you are" and her bi/pan comes out)

-Olivia to have absolutely nothing but happiness. and maybe a lunch or coffee scene with Cragen where she's all "how the fuck did you deal with us?" and he just laughs.

-Learn more about Velasco, and have him out there being happy, potentially meeting someone that hopefully doesn't have anything to do with law enforcement (unless it's Sam Maroun cause they'd just be hella hot together)

-More "follow up" style episodes from previous cases in the earlier seasons (like the herny one). I can't think of specifics right now but there are definiely ones that would be wonderful to be brought back. Even ones that aren't from that long ago. Like, Hank Abrahm, they had the PERFECT opportunity to address it when Pippa returned because he would have been out of jail by then. So like, we could see Gallagher again....

-Not necessarily SVU related, but would LOVE to see Casey and or Alex pop up on OC (or mothership). Esp because OC has mentioned more than once companies(?) that help "disappear" DV vics. Like, i would love to have a case related to that and Elliot & Alex run into each other, Alex having no idea he's back, he having no idea wtf she's doing kinda thing.

-And very likely never gonna happen but I'd love to see Donnelly back.

I say the last one like every other one is likely to happen LOL. I doubt most of it will, and I definitely had more thoughts but not really right now. So...there ya go...

#law and order #law and order svu #never gonna happen but a girl can dream #right?

[penwieldingdreamer]

First Meetings

So, now that I have been stuck at home due to my mother's positive Covid test and watching The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings for 6 days straight, inspiration struck again, thank god 🙏😅 The new center of this -maybe- series will be Lee Pace. Of course this is only a fantasy and everything only came from my imagination but with a pinch of real events happening, still it's going to be in an alternative universe.

Thanks for being my beta @fortheloveoffanfic

Hope you guys will like it. Let me know what you thought and if you like to be tagged in upcoming drabbles I have palned and will hopefully be able to continue now again.

Summary: You work as part of the Mae-Up and Hair Crew on set of the Hobbit Trilogy, where you meet many interesting people, but one has gotten more of your attention than you would have thought.

Warnings: none, except for a very long drabble 😅

Words: 1722

You had been part of the crew ever since Peter Jackson had started working on the Hobbit trilogy in 2011 and met everyone that had been essential to the movies on and off screen. Apparently Fran had seen your work first hand when you were at a competition for make - up artists and she was impressed by the end results. You hadn't won any of the prizes but you were only one against one hundred others and yet she wanted you to be part of the second historic movie trilogy PJ did in his life.

The first people you had met were of course the dwarves and Martin who was Bilbo in the movie. They all were fun to be around, especially Dean and Aiden, as well as James Nesbitt who would always greet you with jokes or a song, giving you something to look forward to during those nearly endless days of filming.

And then, at the ending of shooting the first movie of the trilogy Philippa came up to you, a very tall man following behind her. You had just gotten done with James' make-up and wanted some fresh air, with all the fumes inside the trailer you sometimes thought you might get sick, so you sat outside, watching the pair walk over to you.

"Y/N," she said in greeting, a smile breaking out on her face. "May I introduce you to our newest cast members. Lee is going to be Elvenking Thranduil and he's in need of your service." Pippa, as you called her, had always had a way with people and she was next to Fran and Pete the only one of your bosses you could be yourself with and even call family away from your own. In your former jobs you had only been the one for the make-up, the one being ordered around and not even been able to give an opinion to change should something not look right on the person. But here, you were part of the crew and they would listen to you.

"It's nice to meet you." You said, holding out your hand for the actor to shake. With a smile in return he grabbed it and you had to concentrate not to let your reaction show on your face. Holy shit, his hands were huge compared to your smaller ones.

Only your boss's voice pulled you back to the task at hand. "So, Lee needs to get into his wig and ears and we'd like to try the crowns with the wardrobe department. Let's say meeting in an hour and a half over at costumes?"

"Oh, uh, sure." you mumbled, hastily disentangling your hand from his. "I'll send him right over when I'm done."

Pippa grinned at you. "Why don't you come over, too? We wouldn't want there to be a repeat of Elrond's circlet like the last time."

A soft sigh escaped your lips, nodding your head you stepped up onto the small stairs outside the trailer. "I'll bring him over then and make sure the wig will be in one piece once you guys are done."

"Great, I'll see you guys later!" she said, clapping her hands and walking off, leaving you with the giant in human form standing in front of you.

Once he made sure she was out of ear shot, Lee turned back to you, a smile plastered onto his face. "Do I want to know what happened to that wig?"

"I don't think you want to know, it was a mess and the guys making the wigs were so angry because the circlet Hugo was wearing in the fitting got caught on the strands and ripped it in half. They had to do it all over again."

Nodding his head, the actor entered the trailer behind her. You told him to take the empty chair next to Richard, who was getting ready for his scenes and he took the time to watch you flit around in your workplace. Everything was chaotic and still in order all the same. When you had come back to your place, the prosthetic ears and wig in hand, Lee grinned at you, his dark blue eyes shining with mirth. "Well, we wouldn't want another repeat for the King of Woodland Elves."

"At least you're already in character, then." Richard mumbled next to him with a laugh trying not to interrupt the woman doing his make-up for the day, listening to the words leaving his co-stars mouth.

Watching the actor, who was Thorin in the movie series, he laughed. "I just need to get my crown and wardrobe and I'll be good to go, everything else is already perfect."

Ruckus laughter floated through the trailer and you couldn't help but admire the shape of his face. Before you could stop yourself, you had already mumbled a 'yes, perfect' and Lee's eyes turned back to you. You felt the blush creeping over your face, swiftly grabbing a comb and a few clips to prepare his own hair for the wig cap you were going to be putting on under. All had seen the flush spread out on your skin and Martin who was getting up from his chair next to you send you wink. That was a great way to make a first impression on the day of meeting a new part of the movie series. You were scolding yourself inside, making sure to only talk to Lee when he was asking something, otherwise keeping your mouth shut.

"Okay let's see the green coat again with the silver overcoat. Y/N, be a dear and bring me that one please." Ann Maskrey, one of the costume designers asked you, while Pete and Pippa watched Lee getting dressed in the green coat. You walked over to the wardrobe and took the first silver coat. "No, not that one, the one with the deep orange silk on the inside." So you took the correct one on the second try and held it out for Lee to put on. He grinned down at you, pulling the coat over his shoulders and straightening himself. It would be easier if he wasn't such a giant, but he was a handsome giant.

"Right then, that looks good. Let's try it with the smaller branch crown."

You sighed, hoping there wasn't going to be another wig fiasco when you helped putting the crown on. Weta had done an amazing job designing all the pieces for the movies, for all movies they worked on, but sometimes these things were a bitch to work with. Your comb and pins at the ready, he sat down on the chair, pulling the knee-high boots on over the leggings he wore underneath.

"I'm going to be gentle but if I should hurt you with the pin please let me know." you told him, lightly pinning the crown to the wig so it wouldn't fall off.

Lee had closed his eyes, hiding the bright blue contacts he wore for his role. "I can take my fair bit of pain, but if it's intolerable, I'll let you know. So far I can't complain about these gentle hands."

By the time they had taken pictures and you had finally calmed down again so the flush that had started to spread over your face and neck at the close proximity to Lee was controlled again, Ann had asked you to take off one crown and exchange it for the larger branch crown with red leaves.

"I think this is going to be a lot more striking for King Thranduil then the other one."

So you repeated the process, gently combing the wig while Lee sat on the chair, chewing his gum and closing his eyes. He even held the hairpins in his hand because he saw you struggle to get them out of the confines of your little bag. When he moved it closer to you to work with your finger touched his and if you didn't know better there was a tiny spark from that brush of skin.

Finishing up, you grabbed the unused pins from his hand and told him you were done, giving the tall actor a light tap on his shoulder. Just as he walked over to the small area where they viewed him in his costumes, the door opened and Martin and James walked inside.

"Sorry, you guys but we had a small, unfortunate accident." the Irish actor apologized, showing the burst seams on his pants. "We were doing our stunts and well."

Martin grinned, walking over to you and throwing his arm around your shoulders. "We also wanted to see what all the fuss was about that haughty elf king."

Giggling, you looked over at Lee who grinned at his co-stars and repeated the walk he did before.

"Just so you know, if I were a female dwarf, I'd tap that elf ass." James whispered into your left ear, your once controlled blush intensifying again while the blond actor nodded his head enthusiastically.

"He's a perfect elf, you know. Broad shoulder, tall, elegant, striking eyes. The hair." Martin spoke so only you and the dwarf actor could hear.

"The long legs." James added, nodding his head over to the American actor who strutted along the area, having thrown off the overcoat.

"That smouldering look." the Brit continued before you held up your hands.

"Enough, you." You hissed so no one would know what you had been talking about, but you knew they were only trying to rile you up. Yes, Lee was attractive, hell, he was gorgeous and Pippa and Pete did an amazing job casting him, but you knew him for less than a day. He could be a total asshole when he didn't have people to impress for his first day on set. "You guys should get to Lucy or Sam so they can stitch up those holes."

"Well, I'm going to tell you this, one day you'll end up with a guy like that and you'll remember what I told you. You deserve the best in your life, luv." James told you proudly, pulling you closer into a one armed hug. He was brother and father to you in one person and you knew that his words were going to bite you in your ass.

They always did.

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[itsjustmyfantasyroom]

I can't believe it.

This is episode based, the Hank Abraham case- which i touched on as lightly as possible but its there, so there is fair warning.

Warnings: Usual Svu, SVU based & Hank Abraham case.

The air was thick with tension, no one was game to say anything at risk of adding more fuel to the fire or saying something wrong. Sonny, Amanda and you felt like you had done something wrong, when in reality you done your job and caught a bad man, you guys couldn't help who it was.

Rafael wasn't himself when he found out the news. You guys hadn't spent much time together since the case came in, he had been working late, you asleep when he got home and gone by the time you woke. He was getting pressure from the DA to sort this out and get it out of the way as quickly as possible. It had to come first till it was all over with.

Pippa Cox walked out of Liv's office after watching one of Hank’s interviews with Rafael and Ed Tucker, she looked into your eyes with such hate and hurt, and you looked down holding back tears with red cheeks. You guys had walked into her and Hanks apartment at two in the morning and turned her and her kid’s lives inside out. Of course she hated you for it. You got up from your desk and pretty much ran to the on call room and shut the door behind you letting the tears fall.

Amanda had seen the look you were given and how you reacted, you didn't know she had followed you.

The door opened and you were sitting on a bed. She walked over and sat next to you putting her arm around your shoulders.

"It's a tough one"

"You’re telling me, I just hate feeling like we done something wrong, you know"

"Yeah I know, but we didn't. We caught the bad guy"

"We tore his family apart"

"Yeah, but he was doing bad things, you wouldn't want to be married to someone like that would you?" You shook your head

----

Friday afternoon came at a snail’s pace. You had a few messages here and there from Rafael over the week, and one late night conversation, he felt like a stranger. He told you he didn't want you to feel that he was taking it out on you, but he has having trouble processing everything that was going on, which you could tell from his sad watery eyes during that conversation. So you left him to it and stayed out of the way.

Sonny had gone to court with Liv on Friday for the ruling, he wanted you to go too, but you wanted to stay back and finish off paper work and just go home. You finished early and signed out when Amanda did. You got a cab a block away from the apartment and picked up two bottles of wine then walked the rest of the way home.

You hadn't heard from Rafael so you decided to give it a couple of hours before you would order in. Sonny messaged you with outcome and you weren't sure how Rafael would be when he got home. You showered and washed you hair and put on some cotton shorts and a t-shirt and opened the wine.

You pretty much sculled down the first bottle. You were on your last glass from that bottle staring out the window when you heard the keys in the door. Rafael walked in like a zombie and went straight to the bathroom not even saying hello and you heard the shower running.

You stood at the island and opened the second bottle of wine and filled your glass up, picked up your phone and ordered his favourite Thai dish from a place down the street. You poured him a drink just how he liked it and sat it at the end of the island so he could see it when he walked out of the bathroom.

He came out in a pair of cotton track pants and a white t shirt, walked straight to the drink and drunk it in one go, he walked over to you, turned you to face him and wrapped his arms around your waist and hide his face in your neck.

"Just hold me, don't let me go ok" You nodded and kissed him on top of the head.

Not much was said for the rest of the night, dinner came and you ate in silence, Rafael having a couple more drinks after dinner. After you cleaned up and sat on the couch, Rafael joined you and laid his head on your lap and you ran your fingers threw his hair.

Next minute you heard him lightly snoring, you wiggled out from under him laying is head slowly down and covered him with a blanket and went to bed. You wanted nothing but to pull him to bed with you, but he was completely drained and slightly drunk, so best to just leave him there.

****

The light was streaming in from the window through your eyes lids, you slowly rolled onto your back and was surprised when you seen Rafael laying there looking up at the ceiling.

"Morning Rafi, are you ok?" You lent over and kissed him on the cheek. He didn't answer straight away. He was frowning and his jaw was clenched.

"I can't believe it you know-why he would risk everything over doing something like that. He had everything. An amazing job, a wife, two healthy happy children and he did that knowing if he was caught what would happen" he shook his head.

"No one will ever be able to answer that Rafi, not even him. He was fighting demons no one knew about and they won. I feel sorry for Pippa. Being married to him for so long and having his children, for him to be doing that behind her back. But I can't help but think it was our fault."

He turned his head and looked at you, you looked down

"Why would you think that?"

"Well if we had left when Liv told us too, he wouldn't have got caught and their lives would have gone on like they always had. All week Sonny, Amanda and I have been blaming ourselves. But we were just doing our job. But we tore his family apart-and I couldn't help but think you were mad, at us, at me starting this shit storm"

He rolled over and faced you, wrapping an arm around your waist.

"Look at me Hermosa" you didn't "Hermosa" you huffed and looked up to meet his gaze.

"I don't want you to ever think that ever again. He would have got caught. You done your job, and a good job at that. I'm sorry for the distances, I just couldn't get it to sink in. It triggered so much for me and I didn't know how to process it. Not that my father did anything like that, but he had an amazing wife and me, and it still wasn't enough, his actions caused him to lose us. I don't understand why what they have isn't enough."

"It’s life Rafi, some people it’s just their makeup, how they are made, they don't care if they lose what they have, no matter how good it is. If we weren't in the job we're in, none of this would matter as much as it does, it would just be another story on the news. But we see it first hand, we have a different point of view than most people. I just hope-never mind"

"No say it"

"I just hope I'll always be enough for you Rafi" his whole face softened and he lent down and kissed you lightly on the lips.

"Hermosa, you always have been and always will be enough, I love you."

****

 "Tio Raf, you promised so long ago" Zara pouted over the video call.

"I know mi Amor, but Tia and I have been really busy with work"

"Sweetie, as soon as Aunty Liv and Tio Raf's boss give us some time off we will be out to see you"

"I can call Aunty Liv and talk to her" you, Rafael and Nick started laughing

"It's ok sweetie thank you, but I can handle her"

****

"Ladies and Gentleman this is your caption speaking, we have arrived at LAX airport, local time 7 am, enjoy your stay in Los Angeles California"

The sun was shining down and you could smell the salt in the air, you hadn't been this relaxed in a very long time. You and Rafael were standing on Santa Monica pier waiting for Nick and Zara to come.

You both finally got some time off and worked with Nick on a week he had Zara over summer break. You guys all decided to keep it as a surprise for her. Although Rafael would have preferred a beach somewhere, you both naked most of the time, he was looking forward to some time away and some time with Zara. Nick only had a 1 bedroom apartment, so you guys were staying in a hotel. Rafael preferred it that way anyway, because he knew at the end of the day he could get you alone.

"You excited Hermosa?" Rafael was leaning on the rail looking very handsome in jeans and a casual button down, your arms wrapped around his middle and your chin on his shoulder

"Very much so. You?" He nodded and kissed you on the cheek.

"Hey Sweetie, I have a surprise for you"

"What is it Daddy?" Zara looked up at Nick

"Have a look around first to see if you notice anything"

Nick had sent you a message saying they were walking towards the pier, so you both started to make your way toward the entrance. You could see Zara scanning the crowd, and then her eyes met yours and she smiled and screamed.

"TIA" she ran towards you and knelt down a bit so you could pick her up as she got to you. Zara wrapped her arms around your neck and you picked her up.

"Hey my sweetie, surprise. I've missed you so much"

"Tia you made it. I've missed you"

You gave her a kiss in the cheek and placed her back on the ground when she wrapped her arms around your waist.

"Hey mi Amor"

"TIO RAF"

She pulled away from you and jumped on to Rafael, him picking her up. That finally gave you a chance to say hello to Nick. You wrapped your arms around his neck and his around your middle, he lifted you slightly off the ground.

"I've missed you so much Y/N"

"Me too Nick"

He put you down and pulled away, kissing you on top of your head resting his arm around your shoulders.

The week had been amazing, you guys had done so much with Nick and Zara. Zara was going back to Maria that night, and it was your last day tomorrow, you guys had a midnight flight. Nick was going to take you both out for dinner and then drive you to the airport.

"So the last case was a tough one hey" Nick took a sip of his beer.

"You could say that" Rafael frown "You’re lucky you missed out on all the fun" he rolled his eyes.

"It was horrible" you took a sip of your wine "that's really the first time I questioned myself at my job"

"Why would you do that?" Nick grabbed your arm and gave it a light squeeze "Your amazing at what you do, you couldn't help who it was. I was shocked when you told me"

"Anyway let's talk about something else, you look happy Nick, and so does Zara" you smiled at him.

"She is, I’ am. I' am missing a couple of things, well people, but it was worth the move for the most part, especially when the people I miss most come to visit"

"You don't miss me Amaro" Rafael smirked at him

"Well no, but you guys are a package deal" Nick winked at you.

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[finnwolfhard7137]

The Art of Falling in Love-Finn Wolfhard × Reader

Chapter One is here...

Chapter Two: Film Day

Word Count 2.2k

Warnings: fluff

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You wake up to your phone buzzing: you mother texts you Good morning sunshine, I hope you have a great day. You visibly smile and respond: Thank you mom, good morning I love you. 

You look at the top of your phone screen and view the time: 7:02 a.m. You sigh from exhaustion but you know that you can't go back to sleep. You have to get ready for the long day that you are going to have. First thing's first, breakfast. You eat some cereal and watch a YouTube video of your choice. After all of that is done, you get up to brush your teeth and freshen up before your artists come in to do your hair and makeup. 

…

Jamie "Hi, good morning! How did you sleep?"

"Pretty well, how about you?"

Jamie "Oh well I am used to sleeping in trailer's so I slept like a baby." 

Carmen enters the trailer, "Speak for yourself! I barely slept last night."

"Aw I'm sorry!"

Carmen "Don't be, sweetie. Now, let's do your makeup." Her and Jamie spend almost two hours doing your hair and makeup, curling and perfecting you for the camera. You swear to yourself that you have never looked this good before! 

"You guys just did that!? Like...how?"

They giggle, "It's our job sweetie. Do you like it?"

"Of course I do." Your makeup is light but flawless and your hair is shiny and curled to perfection. You almost can't stop looking at yourself in the mirror. 

Jamie "Alright, you are completely done gorgeous! John and the producers will be in soon to go over a few things."

"Okay, thanks so much." You hug them and they walk out of the door. Being able to feel confident makes you even more excited to see Finn today. Maybe John will allow you to film with him..

John "Hi, Y/n. I know that we have met before but this is my producer Nina."

Nina "Hi"

"Hi, it's nice to meet you."

John went over your role with you and the ways you should act and so on. He was so polite and kind, it put your mind at ease a ton. "Okay, so very simple."

"Yes, thank you. That makes me feel less nervous." 

Nina "Don't be nervous at all, I saw your audition Y/n, you are very talented."

"Thank you, Mrs. Nina!" 

Nina "Oh please, just Nina." You offer her a nice smile and they make their way out.

John "See you out there, kid." 

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When you see Oakes, he gives you a warm hug and compliments your hair and makeup.

"Thanks! They did a good job, didn't they?"

Finn "Oh yeah!" He walks up from behind you, catching you off guard. 

"Hey!" He gives you a tight hug and the biggest smile."

Finn "You look beautiful."

"Thank you. Way better than how you met me last night.."

Finn "No, no! You looked good in your pj's last night too, don't get me wrong."

"Thanks." You try your hardest not to blush but you can't help it.

John "So, I am guessing that you met Finn!"

"Oh yeah, he came to say hi to me last night."

John "Well that is good, you two are going to have to be around each other for a while so get comfortable with each other. We start shooting in five."

Oakes "Okay!" 

Finn "Maybe we will get to film together after all."

"That would be fun. I haven't read it in the script yet though."

Finn "Not everything has to be in the script for it to be in the movie, Y/n."

"Oh!"

Oakes "For example, for my last film my co-star and I were literally just bullshitting and we didn't notice that they were still filming and they kept that little bit in the movie."

"That's awesome." You, Finn and Oakes talked until it was time to start shooting. 

….

Your first scene is with Oakes in a museum. Nothing was said and it was quick because it was literally the first scene for the movie. They took three different shots of the same scene and then they called it for the first scene.

When they call cut, you turn around and see Finn sitting back with a few of the co-stars and smiling at you. Has he been watching you this entire time? If so, that is so adorable! You move a stray piece of hair away from your face and smile back.

Oakes "Oh, I think he likes you."

You joke "Shut up!" You playfully nudge him and he nudges you back. This was going to be one of the funnest times of your entire life.

Finn "You did good!"

"Thanks!"

Ansel "Finn, you haven't introduced us! I'm Ansel, I play older Theo."

"I think I have seen your movies before, hi!"

Ansel "That's awesome! I hope you liked them."

"Of course. Are you filming now?"

Ansel "Oh no, I just wanted to stop by and see old friends. I don't start filming until tomorrow."

"Oh okay." Sarah Paulson comes up behind you.

Sarah "Who is this cutie?!"

"Oh my god!" She laughs and pulls you in for a hug, knowing you were an obvious fan of hers. "I'm Y/n, I play Pippa."

Sarah "Ohh okay! I saw the last bit there, you mastered the facial expressions girl."

"Thank you!"

Oakes "Oh hey, step mom!"

Sarah "Hey kiddo!" They laugh and hug each other. You have to pinch yourself because it does not feel real. You are not only around Finn, now you are around Sarah, one of your idols in this industry. 

Finn "Did you have fun shooting that scene?"

"I guess, yeah. I'm looking forward to doing my lines."

Finn "Yeah, the dramatic scenes aren't as fun."

"Yeah, are you shooting soon?"

Finn "Laster on during the day. I do the school scene today."

"I'm excited to see it!"

He speaks in Russian that you don't understand. He laughs at your reaction.

"Holy shit...you are good at Russian!"

Finn "Practice. I have to say quite a bit in Russian."

"It sounds like you have adapted the language as your own."

Finn "You're too sweet." Oakes starts in the conversation, breaking you out of your little trance that he had you under. 

Oakes "I still can't believe that you have to call me Potter.."

"No way."

Finn "Those glasses do look like Harry Potter's...it only makes sense."

Oakes rolls his eyes and you three laugh. Sarah and Ansel talk to you a bit more and get to know you while Oakes films his second scene with Nicole Kidman among others. Seeing Nicole act in person is astonishing, she is so gifted. You sat next to Finn while you both waited your turn. Every once in a while, he would give you pointers on things that Oakes and Nicole did. He knew that you are fairly new and wanted to help you the best that he could which made you feel so appreciative. 

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You had to change hair and makeup for your next and last scene for the day. Since your character was in the museum 'bombing', you had to get a prosthetic put on your head, making it look like you had a huge scar. It was so well done and so believable that it left you shaken. 

"You all are so talented.."

Bill "Thank you very much!" 

You change wardrobe and make your way to the next area to film. This time, it is a bedroom where you and Oakes have to shoot. When he sees you, he is taken aback.

Oakes "Woah!"

"I know.."

Oakes "All I gotta say is that I'm glad that it's not real.."

"Yeah, me too."

John "Alright guys, positions!!"

You lay down on the bed and do your lines as well as Oakes. This took way longer than the first shoot, understandably. Luckily, you didn't mess up any of your lines and did them correctly. By the time he called cut, your head was pounding from all of the ups and downs of emotions. One moment, you had to act tired and the next moment you had to be in tears. Oakes noticed and he offered you a warm smile.

Oakes "You are a natural! You had me choken up the whole time!"

"Good, I'm glad! That means that our scenes together will move the audience." 

Oakes "It really will. And here you were, saying that you weren't good. Are you kidding?!"

"You're the best." You give him a hug and go back to your trailer where they undress you and take off your prosthetic and makeup. After most of the day having it all on, it felt wonderful when it all came off. 

Jamie "John and Nina told me how amazing you and Oakes did today.."

"Really?!"

Carmen "And Kiira (the casting director) told me how glad that she was that she casted you for Pippa."

"I might cry! That is so sweet." 

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You get into your own clothing and get back outside. You want to see Finn's scene and support him like he did for you. You take a seat next to Sarah and Luke (Luke Wilson who plays Theo's father)

The scene is about to start when Sarah leans in and whispers to you, "Ya know, he hasn't stopped talking about you since you got here right?"

"Really?"

Sarah smirks, "mhm. I think he likes you. But hey, that's just me."

You blush and look away. Does he really like you? How could he? You don't look like every other actress, you are just you...nothing special. But maybe he does.

Finn and Oakes scene lasts on and off for three hours. Finn was even better of an actor in person. Seeing the way he poses himself as a totally different person with a totally different language was so interesting to watch.

When he finishes, they make their way back to where you all are at and he sat down next to you. He notices that you are smirking at him and smiles.

"You are too good at this."

He starts laughing which makes you happy, "You're just saying that."

"No I'm not! Finn, you are so talented, it's crazy."

Finn "Thank you so much. So are you, I saw you on your last shoot," he takes in your appearance, "Those crying parts were hard to watch without me crying and I hardly ever cry unless I have to."

"Really? Thank you." 

Finn "Yeah, no problem."

Oakes "Well I don't know about you guys, but I am starving."

"I could eat."

Finn "Let's get out of these clothes and then I'll drive us to get something to eat!" You and Oakes agree and you wait for them to come out of their trailers. 

You are wearing a pair of light blue ripped jeans and a white kind-of-cropped hoodie with converse. Finn comes out wearing jeans and a hoodie, same as Oakes. Sarah notices that we are all wearing hoodies and chuckles.

Finn "What?"

Sarah "I just love how you are all wearing hoodies, I love it."

"Hoodies are so comfy!"

Finn "What she said!" You four laugh and then leave to get some food.

…

Oakes let's you sit in the front with Finn and you all blare good music with the windows down. He decides on getting Chick-fil-a and who could say no to that?! At the restaurant, you all talked about anything and everything: family and friends, music, movies and TV shows, favorites and inspirations. You could talk to them all day long and never get bored. You truly feel like this job is changing your life for the best because you have already gained so much. 

When you get back to the trailer park, Oakes says good night and leaves you and Finn alone.

Finn stops by your trailer and pauses, "You really did good today."

"Thank you Finn, it means a lot coming from you."

Finn "I know, I am really glad that you are here. I don't think that I have ever had such a good time on set before."

"Me neither."

Finn "Hey, I was thinking that if we wake up early enough, I could take you to breakfast if you'd like?"

"Yeah, yeah I'd love to."

Finn smiles, "Alright, awesome. So it's a date." He gives you a warm embrace and then says good night.

You sit down on your bed and call your mother to catch her up on your day.

Mother "I'm so proud of you! I knew that you would do amazing today!"

"Thanks mom."

Mother "And Finn…how is he?"

"Amazing."

Mother "tell me, tell me."

"Mom I'll text you, I love you."

Mother "Oh alright...I love you too. Sleep tight."

You text your mom and tell her how nice Finn has been and how he asked you on a little date tomorrow. She gushes over it and makes you blushy. Everyone tells you that he likes you and you are starting to believe it. You turn off the lights and climb into bed and fall asleep with a smile on your face.

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@moriartysringtone7137 @thethirtysomethingfangirl @coldmuffinpartycloud @spidey-starky @jk97-wolfhard @btsarmygirl417

#the art of falling in love #the goldfinch #finn wolfhard #boris pavlikovsky #theo decker

[catherinequeenie-benstridge]

What if - Chapter 3

Are you ready and excited for Kate and Steve, the mysterious guy, date? And we already know....a family member from the British Royal Family will visit the museum...who will that be?

I'm sure after this chapter, you will be able to connect some dots!

Hope you like it! It's quite a long one!

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5 of June 2005

That had been a boring, yet exciting Sunday for the young couple: Kate was preparing herself for her date with Steve, fixing her hair, applying a very light makeup and a nice skirt. Steve on the other hand was more nervous that he could ever imagine, he went for her usual incognito outfit, a pair of jeans, a leather jacket, a cap and sunglasses (even tho it was already dark), he didn’t want to be recognized.

Catherine arrived there ten minutes earlier, she didn’t seat too close to the door but enough so he could see her. She ordered a beer and waited there, looking around trying to avoid staring at the door for too long.

Steve was about to go out when his father stopped him at the door.

-Where are you going?

-I, uhm...I’m going to have a drink with some friends.-He didn’t like lying but he knew his father would try to convince him not to do it.

-Okay, be careful and have fun. And take a driver with you, please.

-Yes, bye.-He jumped in a car and asked the driver to park behind the National Portrait Gallery because the pub was close enough.-Thanks. 

Steve got out grabbing the red rose he got for Kate and walked straight to the pub. When he was finally on the other side of the street, in front of the pub, he froze. 

What was he doing? 

A cold shiver ran through his spine and made him very afraid of her reaction. Would she be okay with who he was or would she ran? He looked at his watch: 7.45pm. Without knowing, he stood there for nearly forty minutes, froze with fear. She looked stunning, looking all over the place and playing with her hands and the pint she had ordered. <<God, she is beautiful…>> Then, the real panic started.

After another ten minutes of hesitation, he saw some of the waiters smoking at the back door.

-Excuse me, there’s a young woman sitting there, brunette, green eyes. She’s wearing a skirt and is drinking a beer.-He handed the rose to one of the girls there.-Could you give her this rose? I..I have to go.

Once the girl went back inside, he stood back in the dark of the street watching. His palms were sweating and he started fidgeting with the zipper of his jacket. Steve saw how the waitress approached Kate and how she gave her the rose, her face suddenly changed. That smile she gave to the waitress was the saddest Steve had ever seen. 

Catherine looked at the flower on the table and didn't know how to feel. Disappointed? Upset? Frustrated? She let out a sigh and stood up, leaving some money on the table. Walking out to the rather chilly night, she stopped right in front of the door, whipping some tears away and breathing deeply. Kate looked at the flower once again and smiled while shaking her head and started walking back home. 

The brunette didn’t notice that a pair of regretted eyes were looking at her while she took off. Steve felt like the worst person in the world. He walked to the car and asked the driver to go home, when they were entering Trafalgar Square the driver stopped due to a red traffic light. Steve looked through the window and saw Catherine approaching the pedestrian crossing but she didn't cross, instead she stopped in front of a litter bin.

Kate stood there, debating if she should throw the rose or keep it. She felt so stupid. She looked at the flower, tears fighting to come back, her hand squeezed the steam nearly breaking it in half. Trying to calm herself down she walked away of the bin when she heard the beeping of the traffic light alerting the walkers it was about to turn red. As she crossed, she whipped out the tears with the sleeve of her jacket, leaving it wet.

Steve looked as she walked away, feeling a guilty knot in the throat. 

Kate opened the door of her house, going up the stairs wishing her sister was already asleep but luck wasn't on her side that day. She tried to get to her room unnoticed but Pippa, who was watching a movie in the living room in her pyjamas, always had an annoying good hearing, so she clearly heard her footsteps. 

-Hi! How was your mystery date?- Pippa stood up to go get her sister to sit with her but she froze as soon as she saw the brunette.-Squeak…?

Kate was looking at the floor, sobbing. She left the rose on the dinner table and didn't even looked at her little sister when she went straight to her room. Pippa tried to go after her.

-Hey...Catherine…-But the eldest had already closed the door right in front of her face.

The room felt too big in that moment for Kate. She didn't event checked her phone incase he had sent a message, but right now she was way too sad and angry to check anything. Instead, she took her clothes off and put on a comfy pyjama. The brunette looked at her phone on the night table, thinking whether to look at it or not. Right when she was about to do it a knock on the door got her attention.

-Kate, it's me. Can I come in?

Catherine opened the door and found her sister with two cups of tea and a warm smile.

-Come in.-She sat on the bed and her sister followed, leaving the cups on the night table.-Sorry about before I…

-It's okay. I just need a name, James and dad will take care of everything.-The comment made Kate laugh and looked at Pippa. Her eyes were still red from crying and the younger sister put a hand on the others cheek.-Do you want to talk about it?

-I...I was at the pub where he told me. I waited there for nearly an hour.-Kate stood up, starting to walk up and down the room.-I waited there looking at the door every time someone came in, hoping it was him. But nothing.-She was starting to get angry again just thinking about it.-And then, then this waitress comes to me with that rose. You should have seen my face, I looked like a stupid fool. How could I be so naive…

Pippa saw as her eldest sister, always so cheerful and happy, sat next to her again, both hands on her face starting to cry again.

-What makes me so angry is the fact that I don’t even know him, we’ve only talked two or three times and for less than five minutes! How can I have such strong feelings for him?-Kate looked at her sister, sobbing. The younger woman embraced her trying to comfort her and stroking her hair.

-Darling, we can not choose this kind of things. We can not control them or even understand it. If you...If you met him it’s because you two were meant to meet. And it’s not a bad thing to feel this strongly about someone so soon.-Pippa stroked her sister's hair very gently, as if she could broke at any time. 

After some minutes in silence, with the only sound of Kate's sobbing, they reheated their cups of tea and switched on the TV, just laying there next to each other. The sisters fell asleep watching some random movie they put on. 

Catherine saw herself in a car with her father, dressed in a wedding dress; there were a lot of people in the streets waving at her, screaming her name, like she was somehow important for them. She felt like the car was too small and was about to start hyperventilating but her father grabbed her hand.

-You'll do great. Just breathe, it's going to be the happiest day of your life.-She looked at their hands and realized what she was holding. A wedding bouquet. Lily-of-the-Valley, Myrtle, Hyacinth and Sweet...William.

The brunette suddenly woke up, heavily breathing and nearly sweating. She looked at the alarm clock, 3am. The sigh that came out her mouth felt too heavy, her sister was peacefully sleeping next to her so Kate tried to get out of bed without waking her up. Blaming how sleeping she was, she had no idea why she grabbed her phone on her way out of the bedroom.

When she put the kettle on, she instinctively checked her phone. Seven missed calls, five voicemails and thirteen messages, all from Steve. Feeling too weak for all of it, she waited until her tea was ready and once she sat on the couch she heard the voicemails.

-You have five new messages. First message.-She sipped her tea, waiting, almost hearing her heart pound when it started.-Catherine...I...I don’t, I couldn’t….Second message. I am sorry, that’s what I wanted to say, I...Third message. I want to explain, I..I had a phone call and had to rush home because my grandma needed help with something.-Kate thought that sounded like an excuse.-Fourth message. That was an excuse, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to lie to you, I will understand if you don’t want to talk to me but If you could just send me a message just to know you got home okay last night, I would appreciate that.-At that point, Kate’s eyes were watery, about to start bursting into tears.-Fifth message. It’s me again, I am very worried about you, you haven’t replied and I am worried something happened to you. Please, I know I’ve been a jerk and don’t deserve anything from you. You know I won’t be able to go to the museum so I wanted to say how I regret not going into that pub, I hope one day I can properly explain myself...I’m truly and deeply sorry Catherine…

The brunette felt how some tears ran down her cheeks. For a moment she thought it was really sweet the way he cared for her but that was instantly washed out by the memory of herself alone at the pub. She had no idea what to feel. She was mad but at the same time she wanted to talk to him and see him again, she sigh at the thought. 

After some minutes, she checked the messages, but they said the same as the voicemails. She decided to reply.

“I got home okay. You don’t need to worry.” 

She read it ten times before realizing it could sound rude but she didn’t care. She wasn’t happy, not at all. After what felt ages, Kate fell asleep with the phone on her ear, listening to Steve’s voice and dreaming again with that white bouquet and the flowers, specially about the Sweet Williams…

Steve was wide awake on his bed, he couldn’t sleep, not until knowing Catherine had arrived safely home. His phone rang at 4 in the morning, letting him know he had received a message. He sat down on his bed, quickly looking at the screen. It was hers. He could tell she was angry, and he was the only one to blame, that was for sure. Steve laid back down, not knowing how to make the situation better.

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Chapter 2 | Chapter 4

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[singofsolace]

I'm so sorry, that's really tough. As I do not not have any funny stories or cute animal pictures at the moment, I offer as distraction "You are worth the wait," as a prompt for either Hicsqueak or Hackle.

Thank you! I appreciate the distraction

“You are worth the wait.” ~ Hicsqueak (plus a little bit of Wicked because I couldn’t resist)

Pippa had never been so angry in all her life. Not even when Hecate had left her abandoned at the lake of their broomstick waterskiing display. She had gone to the trouble of preparing the perfect evening, complete with dinner, music, and the possible rendezvous in a certain freshly-made bed if Hecate was amenable, and yet, Hecate was no where to be found.

It was unlike her to be late. Pippa had known Hecate for nearly forty years (though she would never age herself by admitting that fact) and in all that time, Hecate had only been “late” when she never planned to arrive in the first place.

She was just preparing to vanish the elaborate meal that was laid out on her dining table when she heard a familiar voice coming from her mirror.

“Pippa,” the voice pleaded, breathless, and Pippa immediately forgot her anger and rushed to her vanity.

“Hecate? Are you all right?”

It took only a moment for Pippa to transfer to her mirror, but in that time, a whole host of possibilities had assaulted her mind. 

Cackle’s was frozen. Hecate was ill. Agatha had taken over, again–

“Pippa,” Hecate’s voice cracked, but it wasn’t her, didn’t look like her…

Well, it did. But to Pippa’s knowledge, Hecate’s skin had never been green before.

“Hecate, what happened?”

“Mildred Hubble,” Hecate exaggerated the syllables, and Pippa would’ve laughed, if she wasn’t so concerned.

“I should know better than to test the potions of my pupils myself; I’ve been poisoned so many times…”

Pippa wanted to laugh at the way Hecate’s voice had turned into a growl, but she was too busy scanning her lover’s face, looking for any other signs of distress besides her current unusual skin color.

“Well, if she was attempting a color-changing potion–”

“She was not,” said Hecate, firmly, and Pippa could no longer hold back her laughter.

Hecate’s green face blanched. 

“I’m sorry,” said Pippa between laughs. “I shouldn’t poke fun.”

“No, you shouldn’t,” said Hecate, but there was no bite to it. “Anymore gillyweed and I would be at the bottom of the sea.” 

“Well, thank the goddesses for small mercies,” said Pippa, finally managing to calm herself.

Hecate took a deep breath.

“I’m sorry I won’t be able to fly to Pentangle’s for our…date,” Hecate said the words carefully, as if she weren’t certain she had got them right.

“No matter. Your health is first priority. You are worth the wait,” said Pippa, smiling affectionately.

Hecate blushed. The hint of red looked rather fetching on her green face.

“Till next time?” she said, hopefully.

“Of course,” said Pippa, all forgiven.

#hecate hardbroom #pippa pentangle #hicsqueak #the worst witch #prompts

[rikerssexblouse]

Thanks for the kiss prompt! Awhile ago you gave me the option to choose my own adventure fir a prompt response, so since I don't know which other ships you've been asked about I'm returning the favour. Can I please have a kiss for 17, 22 and 38 to the ship/s of your choice? ❤️

Thanks so much! There are three of them and they got longish, so they are under the cut. But here are some quick summaries for everyone scrolling through their dash. :)

17. … to distract. Gaspard distracts a grumpy, pregnant Afsaneh.

22. … in a rush of adrenaline. Kat and Pippa make a narrow escape from danger. 

38. … because they’re running out of time. Owen and Kathryn take advantage of their limited time before they return to Earth. 

17. … to distract. 

Afsaneh groaned, flipping over from her right hip to her left hip for what felt like the hundredth time that night. She pulled the sheets back over her shoulders and tried to get comfortable.

She wasn’t successful.

Giving up, she sat up and thought idly about walking around for a bit, but that didn’t sound much more appealing. All she wanted was a good night of sleep. No sore joints.  No waking up seven times to pee. No one kicking her in the spleen. It didn’t seem like too much to ask.

Next to her, Gaspard stirred.

“Sorry,” she whispered. “Didn’t mean to wake you.”

“It’s okay.” He pushed sandy hair back off his forehead and rubbed his eyes. “How are you feeling? Do you need an analgesic?”

“I’m fine,” she sighed. “No pain. Just really missing sleeping on my back right now.”

Gaspard reached for her and she laid back down, facing him.  He kissed her gently on the nose and his hands caressed her belly, and she smiled despite herself. “How’s our little one?” Gaspard asked. “Is he awake too?”

Afsaneh shook her head. “I don’t think so.” She placed her hands over Gaspard’s and they both stared down at her belly for a long, quiet moment.

“It’s hard to believe that in just one more month, we’ll have a baby,” he whispered in awe.

Afsaneh smiled. “I’m just glad that in another month, I won’t be the only one he keeps up at night.”

Gaspard chuckled softly and leaned in close, curling around Afsaneh and burying his face in her neck. He kissed her collarbone. “So misery loves company, huh?”

Afsaneh chuckled, “Mmm, pretty much,” then she gasped in surprise. “I guess he is awake.” She took Gaspard’s hand and pressed it to her belly where she’d felt the kick. They didn’t feel anything at first, then it was back, a flutter in Afsaneh’s abdomen, a soft pressure against Gaspard’s hand.

He grinned. “He’s strong, like his Momma.”

22. … in a rush of adrenaline. 

“Just hold on!“

Katrina thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest. Lieutenant Commander Philippa Georgiou was at the helm of the small shuttle, navigating through the asteroid field as quickly as she could. An ion storm was moving towards them fast. Usually, it wouldn’t have been a problem to outrun, but the dense asteroid field was slowing them down considerably.

“Bear with me, Commander, we’re nearly there… “

Then Philippa threw the ship into a roll and Katrina felt her stomach revolting. Just because the inertial dampers kept the gravitational forces from completely crushing them, didn’t mean it could do anything to prevent the sight of the asteroids and starfield spinning wildly in front of her from making her nauseous.

Katrina swallowed and tried to breathe evenly. She rechecked the progress of the ion storm. Fuck. “We’ve got thirty seconds max before it catches–” Before she could finish, Philippa whooped and Katrina looked around, realizing suddenly that the field in front of them was completely clear. “Get us out of here!” she cried.

It only took a second before the shuttle jumped to warp, but it felt infinite, up until the moment it was over. The starfield elongated until the pinpoints turned into lines streaking past the viewscreen and Katrina finally let herself breathe.

“Fuck, Pippa. Fuck,” Katrina muttered.

Philippa laughed giddily as she unbuckled herself from the seat. “Why am I laughing, Kat? We could have died.”

Katrina was still catching her breath. “It’s a stress response. You will probably start feeling more normal soon.” She unbuckled herself as well, slowly standing on shaky legs. Then Philippa was rushing towards her. The other woman pulled her into a tight hug and it took all the balance and strength Katrina had to keep the two of them from toppling over.

“We’re alive,” Philippa whispered into Katrina’s neck. “You’re alive,” she added as she pulled back. She laughed again, hands finding Katrina’s face. They stared at each other for a long moment, then Katrina felt something shift between them.

“Pippa… “ she whispered.

Then Philippa’s lips were on hers and they didn’t break apart until both were completely breathless.

38. … because they’re running out of time. 

The Al-Batani was due to arrive over Earth in eight hours.

Owen Paris awoke at his usual time, leaving Kathryn in bed while he took a shower. When he tried to think about what returning to Earth meant, he would get overwhelmed, so he’d stopped thinking about it. He was going to get ready for his day, make sure his ship got where it was going safely, and the rest would have to wait.

He was rolling his neck, hands pressed against the wall, enjoying the pressure of the sonic pulses against his shoulders, when the door to the sonic shower opened. He spun around, to find Kathryn in the doorway.

“You’re getting a call on your terminal.”

Owen blinked. “Who is it from?”

“I didn’t look. I just thought you should know.”

In his heart, Owen knew it was probably his wife. And he didn’t want to answer it. Guilt burned in his belly. You are in the middle of a shower, you never would have answered it anyway, he told himself, and it made him feel slightly better. It made the decision easier. “I’ll return it later.”

Kathryn stepped into the shower. “Can I join you?”

Owen swallowed. She stood naked in front of him, hair tousled, cheeks a little flushed from sleep. He knew his body was already responding to her, and when Kathryn’s gaze flicked down, he knew she did too. She grinned up at him and looped her hands around his neck.

“I’ve got a little time before my shift,” she told him, pushing her body against his, and trapping his half-hard cock between them. Owen groaned and pulled her up into his arms. She wrapped her legs around him and gasped as he shoved her against the wall of the shower.

A little time.

Owen kissed her hungrily, and Kathryn whimpered.

The Al-Batani was due to arrive over Earth in seven hours and fifty-two minutes.

Send me a ship and a number, and I’ll write you a kiss. 

#mia-cooper #writing #fanfic #Afsaneh and Gaspard #Katrina and Philippa #Owen and Kathryn

[amillionmillionvoices]

this may or may not help you since it's more pippa-pov but I'm v "third eye" by florence + the machine for hicsqueak/hecate. "Hey, look up! / You don't have to be a ghost / here amongst the living. / You are flesh and blood! / And you deserve to be loved and you deserve what you are given / And oh, how much!" but later there's also: "But your pain is a tribute / The only thing you let hold you / Wear it now like a mantle / Always there to remind you"

Thank you so so much for this! It helped immensely.  This got pretty angsty, but it’s also a giant fluff ball? IDK. I’ve been attempting fic for days but this is the first thing that feels finished, so thank you so much! I hope you like it. :S

tw: mentions of child abuse. nothing graphic.

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Pippa doesn’t like to think about how Hecate got her scars.

There are two of them, one on the inside of each arm from wrist to elbow, both deep and white.

She only saw them once when she was in school, when she’d barged into Hecate’s room without knocking, and Hecate had only been partially clothed, in tights and her bra, dress halfway over her head.

She hadn’t paid much attention then, too distracted by so much pale skin, the slight curve of Hecate’s waist and the way one black bra strap was falling off her shoulder.

It was only a moment, a glance she barely had time to take before Hecate spun around, quickly shielding herself, and Pippa had looked away.

She hadn’t asked then, and Hecate never offered to tell her. She’d thought then, maybe with time—

But time had been too short, and Hecate pulled away, and then twenty years sat between them, strained and bitter and at times hostile.

So much different from now, she thinks, pressing her lips again to Hecate’s shoulder, smiling against her skin when she shudders.

It’s been six months since the Spelling Bee, six months of dancing around one another in mirror chats and over tea, six months of barely there touches and long looks and so much wanting Pippa had felt fit to burst from it.

But they’re here now, Pippa curled into Hecate’s side, skin to skin, Hecate’s hand on her waist, so soft, Hecate’s stuttered breathing in Pippa’s ear as she kisses the line of her jaw, her cheek, her lips.

Their kisses are unhurried, gentle and drawn out and Pippa can’t say she minds, being the sole focus of Hecate’s attention, even after the rush has faded and the sweat on their skin has dried. Even though she’s given as much and taken the same, a calm stealing over her she hasn’t felt in ages.

And yet Hecate’s still hesitant, her eyes still questioning, as if she’s waiting for the moment Pippa will pull away, will say it’s a mistake, or a one off, or a laugh.

Pippa hasn’t quite found the words to tell her otherwise, so she keeps kissing her, keeps her body curled into Hecate’s and tries to tell her with soft murmurs and her hands on Hecate’s cheeks that she isn’t going anywhere.

That she won’t leave.

She thinks sometimes it should be the other way around, that she’s the one who should be fearful, but she isn’t. Not anymore. Not after they spoke, finally, not after Hecate admitted, her voice so low and resigned, that she’d only done what she did because she was afraid. Afraid of falling harder, falling faster, of losing herself in someone who could never love her back. Not in the same way.

Pippa had stared, voiceless, too struck by the admission to do anything for a long moment. And Hecate, of course, had panicked, tried to flee, and it was only Pippa’s hand around her wrist, Pippa’s startling kiss that kept her in place.

The look on her face had almost been comical, her eyes wide and jaw slack, but Pippa hadn’t laughed. She couldn’t, not with her heart in her throat, everything she’d ever wanted not a foot away, staring at her like she couldn’t believe.

And that’s the problem, Pippa thinks sadly, that Hecate never believes. That she’s good enough. That she’s wanted enough. That she’s loved enough.

Even now, with Pippa’s soft touches and warmth and steadiness, Pippa can feel the tension in her frame, the fight or flight of her magic humming beneath her skin. Can hear it in Hecate’s voice, the tremble of it, when she asks Pippa if this is truly what she wants.

“More than anything,” she says, and holds Hecate’s gaze, a palm on her cheek and the other flat against Hecate’s stomach, almost possessive.

Hecate nods, but her eyes are unsure, her hands still tentative at Pippa’s sides.

“But is it—” she starts, stops, fingers twitching as she resists the urge to curl them into fists.

Pippa leans back and takes her hands, pressing a kiss to Hecate’s knuckles before pulling them close to her chest, over her heart.

“Everything,” she says, and it’s enough somehow, the right word at the right time because Hecate surges forward, capturing her mouth with hers, her hands freeing themselves to tangle in Pippa’s hair.

Pippa gasps, and feels the edges of a smile against her own.

She knows, without words, that Hecate feels the same. It’s written all over her face, in her touch, in the way she holds Pippa so reverently, like she’s precious.

Pippa’s had her share of girlfriends, and boyfriends, but none that have meant as much to her as this, and she knows she’s never meant as much to anyone as she does to the woman lying next to her, and it feels her with so much warmth and light and giddiness she can hardly stand it.

But Hecate keeps her grounded, as she’s always done. When they were in school, it was always Hecate with her feet planted firmly on the ground, Pippa with her head in the clouds, Hecate who always pulled her down before she flew too close to the sun.

She does the same now, her hands still cool, almost cold, sweeping up and down her spine like she simply can’t bear to stop touching her.

Pippa knows the feeling. Her own hands can’t quite settle, keep tangling in Hecate’s hair or smoothing down her side, her stomach, her arms.

She doesn’t quite realize what she’s done until Hecate flinches, drawing away, turning her elbow so Pippa can’t see the scars.

“It’s okay,” Pippa says softly, catching her wrist lightly. “I don’t care.”

It isn’t quite what she means—she does care, she cares so much, and she wants to know but she doesn’t want to press; wants to rid Hecate of the suddenly haunted look in her eyes in any way she can.

Hecate nods, settling back, allowing Pippa to take her elbow and turn her arm so her palm is up, the scar on the surface between them.

She doesn’t touch, though she wants to. Instead, she draws her thumb over the pulse in Hecate’s wrist and settles her head in her shoulder, giving her space.

“Will you tell me what happened?” she asks, careful to keep her voice calm and gentle.

Hecate stiffens, as she’d expected, but doesn’t pull away. She continues to trace her fingers along Pippa’s spine, but she says nothing, and Pippa accepts that.

Accepts that things take time. Accepts that maybe, there are some things about Hecate she’ll never learn. Some things she keeps too well and truly guarded.

And then Hecate shifts, and she feels a soft exhale against her hair before the words, so quiet, “My father.”

It hurts, more than Pippa had been expecting, and the rush of air from her lungs is entirely involuntary.

She knows little about Hecate’s home life, other than that it was dreadfully unhappy. Her mother died at a young age, Pippa knew, and her father was a man steeped in tradition and rules and discipline.

She wants to ask, wants the story but the air around them is too fragile. She knows, if she pushed, Hecate would tell her. Would tell her now and regret it later and she wants everything Hecate wants to give her, but only on her terms.

“I’m sorry,” she says, because she knows, can tell by the way Hecate’s breathing has quickened, her muscles tense, that it wasn’t an accident. That whatever happened was intentional.

Because they’re still there.

Like most things in magic, scars can be healed. Put right. But only by the caster, and the thought makes Pippa feel sick, feels her eyes sting and rage coil in her stomach, a writhing thing.

She wants to scream. Wants to demand Hecate look at her, to beg her to tell her she knows she didn’t deserve it. Whatever it was. However bad it got. That it wasn’t her fault.

She doesn’t. She takes a deep, shaky breath, and gently, so gently, takes Hecate’s arm and leans down, pressing a kiss to the center of the long, jagged mark.

Hecate stills, doesn’t appear to be breathing when Pippa meets her gaze, and she forces herself to smile. To tuck a strand of hair behind Hecate’s ear and kiss her temple, her cheek, her nose.

“You’re beautiful,” she says, and Hecate slams her eyes shut, her whole body trembling, and Pippa worries maybe it was too much. Too much too fast and too many emotions for Hecate to process. She watches her face closely, and it’s only because she does she sees a few errant tears streak along her temple, disappearing into her hair.

“Hiccup—”

Hecate shakes her head, and after a moment, turns her body and curls into Pippa, their places reversed, Pippa on her back and Hecate wrapped around her like a summer vine. Her hair is everywhere, half covering them both, and Pippa runs her fingers through the strands, careful not to catch any tangles.

It isn’t until she starts to hum, an old song she remembers Hecate singing once, just once, in a voice that at the time had seemed far too sweet, on a night so similar and so unlike this one, when Pippa had been so sad. She doesn’t remember why now—maybe a teacher yelled at her, or her sister said something insensitive. Maybe she failed an exam, or had a fight with a friend. It doesn’t matter, only that Hecate had been there, her arm loose around Pippa’s shoulder and she cried into her hair, the same song settling the air around them.

“You remember?” Hecate says, awe in her voice, and Pippa smiles.

“Of course I do.”

Hecate raises her head, the smile on her face so bright, so warm, Pippa thinks maybe she never saved her from the sun after all. Maybe it’s Hecate she’d been flying toward all along.

#hecate hardbroom #hicsqueak #troiing #catherine writes fic #the worst witch #OOPS I HAD FEELINGS #thank you again so so much! #i hope this is okay #i just needed to write SOMETHING about them before i exploded #hecate you wonderful useless lesbian

[finnwolfhard7137]

The Art of Falling in Love-Finn Wolfhard × Reader

Chapter Two is here...

Chapter Three: Crushin'

Word Count 1.6k

Warnings: very little angst, fluff

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You wake up an hour before Finn told you too because you wanted to make sure that you didn't look homeless for your breakfast date. You decide on going with a plain long sleeve shirt with a green jacket and a pair of jeans. Your hair is still kind of curled from your shoot yesterday so you just leave your hair and put on a pair of glasses. You text your mom a good morning text and wait for Finn to get you.

Finn knocks on the trailer door and you yell for him to come in. When he opens up the door, you are putting on your shoes.

Finn "Good-" he stops when he sees you, "Okay how can you look this good at 6 a.m?" You blush and hide your face in your hands. 

"I can say the same about you," you walk over to hug him and tell him good morning. 

Finn "Are you ready?"

"Yeah, where are we going?"

Finn "I was thinking of taking you to one of my favorite restaurants up here, they serve the best breakfast."

"Okay, let's go." 

…

When you get in the car, Finn gives you the aux cord and you put on some old music that you both love and have in common. Finn is also a musician so he sings along with you and you two have the best time. When you get to the restaurant, Finn tells you to stay in the car. For a moment you are confused until he makes his way to your side of the car, you knew that he was going to open up your door for you. When he does, he smiles and says "m'lady." You giggle and get out of the car. When you get up to the restaurant doors, he opens that for you as well. He isn't just all looks, he is so kind, funny, sweet, encouraging and a gentleman. 

You and Finn order the same breakfast: an old fashioned omelet with bacon and fruit.

Finn "Thanks for going on this date with me."

"Yeah of course, why wouldn't I?!"

Finn "I don't know...I always get nervous with this type of stuff."

"I get that cause so am I. But with you it's different ya know?" He shakes his head in agreement, "It's natural, it's not pushed."

Finn "Yeah. When I was thinking about asking you yesterday, I was like am I doing this too soon? If she says no, would I make things awkward..?"

"Yeah, those are always the first questions that comes to mind but no, I am really glad that you asked me to breakfast, Finn." 

Finn "Me too. I'm having a good time Y/n." You two talk until you realize that you need to get back to the trailer park. 

Finn "Oh shit.."

"What?"

Finn "8:10.."

"Oh we need to go!" Finn gets the check and you both hurry out the restaurant. Even though you both were in a rush, he still opened the doors for you, which melted your heart. You really like him and you hope that this relationship blossoms into something great.

Finn "I lost track of the time talking to you. Everything else just…"

"Didn't matter?"

Finn "Yeah. Everything else just didn't exist...it all just kind of disappeared."

"Yeah, I felt the same way. We really need to get back." You both laugh in a panic and fly down the highway.

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You and Finn part ways when you get to the park and go into each other's trailers. When you got in, you probably sat down for like two minutes before Jamie and Carmen knocked on your door.

After they finished, they told you to meet with John to talk about the next shoot. 

"Hi! You wanted to see me?"

John "Y/n-Yes good morning!"

"Good morning sir."

John "So, I was thinking that since you and Finn have grown a close friendship that I could tie you into more of the movie."

"Really? I get more scenes?"

John "Yes. I had Thomas add to your script." He hands you a new and improved script.

"Thank you!"

John "Yeah, no problem kid. The way you acted yesterday, I want the audience to see your talent as much as possible."

"To hear you say that, means a lot to me. Thank you so much."

John "Absolutely. Run along now and check out your new lines." You nod and go back to your trailer and read your lines until it is time for Finn and Oakes to start filming. You read that you are hanging out at Theo's place and Boris comes over and that is how he is introduced to you in the movie. 

…

Since the movie is changed a little, you are filming with Finn and Oakes today. You walk up to the group and stand next to Finn. He looks down at you and smiles.

Oakes "You get to film with us today!"

"I know! John told me and handed me a new script."

Finn wraps his arm around your shoulder, "It's funny cause Y/n and I were hoping that we'd get to film together and now we do!"

Oakes laughs, "It is like god answered your prayer!"

Finn "I mean, you're not wrong." You smile and look up at finn. 

…

You and Oakes get in your positions. You have your prosthetic on and look like you did yesterday pretty much. 

John "And...action!" 

Theo "I'm glad that you came with me Pippa."

"Thank you for inviting me. With what we've been through, it feels good to be away from New York."

You and Oakes do your lines until it is time for Finn to join in.

"Who is that? I thought that your dad wasn't supposed to come home until tonight?"

Theo "It's probably just Boris."

"Boris?" That is when Finn comes into the house and looks at you. Every time he does, it takes your breath away. 

Boris "Who is your friend?" You forget that you have your prosthetic on and you touch it by accident but you roll with it and act like it hurt you. 

Theo "This is my friend from New York, Pippa."

Boris "Hi, I'm Boris."

"Nice to meet you."

You three go through your lines and finish up your scene. 

Boris "What happened?"

"I was in the bombing with Theo...I hit my head."

Boris "I am sorry." You try to hide it with your hand when he grabs your hand and puts it back on the table, "No need to feel self conscious Pippa. You are very beautiful, scar or no scar." You knew that he meant what he said, camera or no camera. 

"Thank you, Boris. Theo, I should really get some rest. It was nice meeting you."

Boris "Sleep well."

Theo "Okay, I'll see you when you wake up." In the movie, you are staying with Theo until further notice because your uncle died in the bombing and do not want to stay with other family members. 

Boris "Is she alright?"

Theo "Yeah, she just gets tired very easily now. She can't even listen to music anymore without struggling."

Boris "That is awful. I feel for her."

Theo "So do I, that is why I offered for her to stay with me because I know what it feels like. We both lost family that day."

John "And cut!!"

You come back downstairs and Finn comes running to you and hugs you.

"Are you okay?!"

Finn let's go of you, only to cup your left cheek in his hand, "Yeah I just...that scene felt too real and I am just glad that that didn't really happen to you."

"Aw Finn...it's just a movie, I'm fine."

Finn "I know.." he hugs you and then you three get separated because Finn and Oakes have to film without you. 

Bill takes off your prosthetic and you get comfortable. It is now 5:21 p.m and you are done filming for the day. You watch Sarah, Luke, Finn and Oakes film their last scene for the evening. You catch Finn looking at you from behind the camera and you can't help but smile.

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Finn and Oakes get their makeup and wardrobe taken off just as you did and then join you and Sarah along with some other co-stars at the bonfire in the middle of the park. It was your idea to have one since it was a long day and it was really cold tonight. You sit the closest to the fire because you didn't have your hoodie on. When Finn joins you and the group, he brung a spare hoodie with him and hands it to you. You thank him and accept his offer. Once you have his large hoodie on, you are instantly warmer. 

You all stayed by the fire until everyone got too tired to stay up anymore. It was just you, Finn and Oakes until 12 a.m. when Oakes left to go to bed as well. 

Oakes "Good night guys."

You and Finn "Good night."

Oakes "You guys aren't coming?"

Finn "Nah, I'm not tired enough yet."

Oakes "Okay, see you two in the morning." 

When Oakes left, Finn got up and sat behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. You rest your head on his chest and enjoy the rest of the fire that is dying down. 

Finn "Is this okay?"

"Mhm." You feel your eyes getting heavier and heavier. He kisses your cheeks and you melt more and more in his arms. This morning was amazing, but this moment by far beats every moment previous. 

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[catherinequeenie-benstridge]

It's not fair,

you made your choice

SOOOO three in a row!! Okay so this fic got to me one day I was having a really bad day and the hole story came to my mind while listening to a sad song. As always, sorry for any mistake, English is not my first language.

HOPE YOU ENJOY....OR NOT JEJE 😈

-Evil Laugh- 🖤

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When Kate recieved her invitation to the annual party that her university friend, Emily Beavan, was having, she had to think for days if she was going to go ir not. Less than a month a half ago, William and her had ended their relationship, burying everything they had lived and toning down any possible future they could have had together. She avoided looking at any tabloid or web in case one of them talked about the prince.

Pippa insisted on her not locking herself at home and start looking for a hobby or going out, instead. And that's what she did. The fact that William wasn't a usual topic during dinner at home helped, and she started feeling a lot better taking care of herself. Emily had told her that the prince wouldn't be at the party because he was in Scotland at the moment, that made Kate go to the event.

The brunette got out of the car thanking her sister the ride, her friend's party was going to take place on the outskirts of London, in a big mansion. Before ringing the door bell she took out a little mirror she had in her handbag, fixing her hair, then she walked to the door. The one to open her wasn't Emily but Emma, another friend from university.

-Kate, long time no see!-They hug and looked at each other after all those years.

-I know, to much, but you look great.

-You look gorgeous yourself, I love the dress, you know I always adored how that colour looks on you.-Said Emma about the dress Kate was wearing, a light-blue column type one that showed her bests curves. Just after closing the door to continue the conversation inside, Emily appeared out of nowhere, breathing hard like she had just ran.

-Kate... He-Hello... I...

-Hey, breathe, what's the matter? Did I had to bring ice?-She asked taking her hand and looking ar Emma, who was as clueless as she was and gave her own drink to Emily. After drinking and calming down, she looked at Kate again.-You are starting to scare me...

-Look I swear I had no idea when he was coming back and believe me that, if I had known, he wouldn't be here... But he showed up without saying anything and I couldn't kick him out.-Kate threw her head back, laughing, this was unbelievable, she had been so good without knowing anything about him that she was almost over the hole thing.-I will totally understand if you don't want to stay...

-And losing the chance to show him what he's been missing?

-That's my girl, I'll be right next to you, don't worry.-Said Emma grabbing her by the arm and stepping into the party.

Once inside they both grabbed a drink trying to distract themselves. They tried to say hi to everyone they knew, walking arround and chatting. They ended up next to the dance floor where Guy approach her to talk. Even if he was one of William's best friends, her relationship with him had always been rather cold, but after the breakup he called her to tell her the big mistake that, in his opinion, the prince had made and that she could count on him for anything.

They started a conversation and Kate lean on him when she felt his arm arround her wait, not as a romantic gesture but as a  friendship one. When the music changed other couples started to dance and the brunette smiled, not regretting coming to the party. But that little bubble popped when she saw a blond prince too familiar on the dance floor.

William was laughing with a girl whom Kate couldn't see very well, but when she did something inside her broke. Isabella Calthorp. That was unbelievable, from all the women in the world, it had to be her?

Guy and Emma noticed the sudden change in their friend and looked at William, trying to avert Kate's attention. A minute later, the prince took the blonde heir for a dance, laughing and getting very close to one another.

Kate had too many feelings running through her body in that moment, she had finished her drink a while ago and now her fists tighten, nearly scratching her own palms. But her heart broke when she saw how William kissed Isabella, grabbing her by the waist, like he used to kiss her. Her strength to keep the tears back vanished and they started running down her cheeks.

When the young prince broke the kiss, he noticed a look and turned his head, finding Catherine on the other side of the dance floor, with her hands tightly closed and shiny eyes. William realized she was holding herself back, they had been together for a long time so he knew those things. On the other hand Kate turned arround to walk away, broken and disconsolate to have seen his eyes again. She needed to breathe.

William didn't think it twice and went after her, leaving a very surprised Isabella on the dance floor. But then, Guy's body got in his way.

-Let me pass Guy, please.

-Oh, now you say please? And sorry?

-Realy, don't get in my way...-William only thought about getting to Kate, something moved inside of him when he saw her.

-Or what? Are you going to call to break up with me?-Guy did that on purpose with a clear reference of what he did to their friend. William reached his limit and pushed Guy to a side, walking straight to the garden where he saw Kate going.

-Coward...-Whispered Guy, but William ignore him.

Once outside he saw nobody and the music volume was quieter than inside. It was quite dark but thanks to the house lights, he could spot a light blue dress setting on a bench. When he walked closer he started to hear the brunette's sobs.

-Catherine...?

Kate stood up when she recognized the voice. She could barely see him but the moonlight and the house light helped, she  hadn't seen him this close for a long time. She wiped out her tears without a word, suddenly finding the ground quite interesting. To hear her name like only he could say it sent a shiver down her spine.

-Catherine I...-She laughed at his words.

-You what, William?

-I didn't know you were here... I'm really, really sorry... If I had known...

-If you had known, what? It's your life... You Can do whatever and whoever you want.-Her voice broke with every word, trying to hold back her tears.-Do you know the worst part?-Then she looked at him, starting to cry again.-That from all the women in the world, you had to run straight to her arms.

William felt like something broke inside of his chest when he saw his first true love crying like that, specially when he realized he was the one to blame. He tried to talk but any word could come out of his mouth and Kate spoke again.

-I knew that you'd break the promise you made me of not to see her or speak to her again but...-She made a pause to sob and take a deep breath.-I just didn't think it would be this quick...

-Catherine please.-The prince stepped closer stretching his arm but stopped when Kate stepped back.-I couldn't stop thinking about you, not a single day...Isabella, Isabella is not... She is nobody.

Kate smiled sadly when she noticed the beg in his voice. She looked at William in the eyes and her tears ran down her cheeks again.

-And even that you made your choice.-She said starting to walk back inside the house, passing by his side.

William lowered his head when she walked next to him, tightening his fists with rage and anger at himself. When he heard her behind him, he turned arround. Before realize what was happening, the brunette felt a hand in her arm and how she was being pulled back by the prince, not being able to stop him.

Their bodies were pressed together as well as their lips. William was pulling her closed by the waist, keeping her there and tasting the sour flavor of her tears. Kate put her arms on his shoulders, around his neck.

They were kissing like they hadn't done in a long time, discovering their lips and tongues again, as they had been dreaming ever since that phonecall. They felt like floating in a bubble until Kate's hands were placed in William's cheeks to break the kiss, placing both her thumbs on his lips. She lean her forehead on his nearly crying again and seeing how William was about to do it with her.

-This... It's not... It's not fair.-She whispered just before stepping back and starting to run towards the house.

William let a tear scape from his eyes when he saw his true love getting lost in the party, when the cold replaced the warmth of her body, when he realized the big mistake he had done.

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