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#also my mom is gonna wake me up in 5 hours and its her birthday so i should sleeeep
finchleaf · 3 years
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howdy! sorry i've been away for so long; i've been visiting family here in turkey but i'm gonna try to start this blog back up :) for now it'll mostly be journal pics
24th july - would you prefer your summer to be shorter or longer?
honestly? maybe a bit shorter. i feel like the days tend to blur together during summer break and not having school to focus on seems to make my mental health even worse :/ anyways! i'm very excited for senior year as you can tell haha
answering the rest down below!
1st July - What are your plans for this summer?
lots of traveling, working as a camp counselor in august, makin some sweet sweet money to save up for college, playing the new sims expansion pack (!!), and hanging out with friends as much as possible before schoolwork begins to bury me alive again :)
2nd July - Do you have a specific goal for this summer?
i want to study really well for my sat in late august!! (i’ve already made some great progress) also i want to get a lot of college app stuff out of the way (write some more practice essays bc i don’t like my current one, get my letters of rec in place, figure out my major, etc)
3rd July - Do you have a lot of work to do for school, university or your job this summer?
ooo ok we have to read a book and write an assignment for it for ap lit this year (except i think we start that once we get back to school?). also i need to do a bunch of summer hw for ap calc, but that’s pretty much it! and then i have a job for 2 weeks in august (as mentioned above hehe)
4th July - What is the most important task that you need to complete this summer?
probably college app stuff ahhh don’t want to even think about it anymore
5th July -  Do you have any special plans or activities for this summer?
traveling to turkey to see my family!! staying in a couple of villas (there’s a lot of us!) and then my grandma’s old summer apartment for ~5 days
6th July - What do you usually do during the summer? Is anything different this year?
going to turkey! a lifelong tradition since i was a lil baby :) last year we couldn’t go so this year’s extra special. also my first time doin a summer job!!
7th July - What did you do during the summer when you were a young child?
^^^ same as above haha
8th July - What’s your happiest summer memory from your childhood?
ooh probably one of the many from my grandma’s little summer apartment here. i have an 11 yo cousin so we share a lot of memories like running to buy our anneanne her newspaper in the convenience store downstairs, finding fish underwater at the local beach, staying up late gorging on magnum ice cream bars :)
9th July - Do you usually go on vacation during the summer?
yup
10th July - What is the best vacation you have ever been on? (note: doesn’t have to be a summer vacation)
oooh one time after flying into istanbul to stay with aforementioned cousin and my aunt, we all traveled to london for about a week! i loved that so so much, we never could really afford to go anywhere else for vacation so that was super memorable for me.
11th July - What is your favourite vacation memory?
swimming with my family in oludeniz, (called “blue lagoon”) a super pretty beach area. we swam to a little island and then jumped off its cliff :)))
12th July - What is the worst vacation you have ever been on?
oh god ok vomit tw for this one but one time my aunt, cousin, mom, and i traveled back to istanbul after staying at my grandma’s in ayvalik and we had to take a boat for a couple of hours. everyone on the boat (and it was a big one) for some reason started vomiting everywhere. i was i think the only one who wasn’t sick so it was hell haha
13th July - What is your dream vacation?
like a month-long roadtrip around france!!!! i’ve wanted to go there since i was in elementary school
14th July - Would you rather stay in one resort for a month or travel across the country for one month?
definitely travel cross country omg
15th July - Are there any special events for you in the summer? (for example, birthdays, festivals, etc.)
bayram!! bayram is sick you get money for kissing the older people in your family sjfdsjj
16th July - Do you have any summer traditions?
renting a villa with the entire family!
17th July - What is your typical daily routine in the summer?
at home, i usually wake up anywhere from 7am to 10am, take my dog for 2+ walks, read a ton, and avoid work ;)
18th July -  How do you stay motivated during the summer? (for example, to study)
it’s pretty tough! i’m hoping to study daily in my town’s library for my sat once i get back home in august. i think that’ll be pretty handy!
19th July - Do you stay indoors or outdoors more in the summer?
oh outdoors there’s no ac here so we’re constantly heading over to the beach
but at home in the us, probably indoors
20th July - Are you a ‘summer person’?
nOOOOOO i love any season/month that allows me to wear sweaters and pants, so obviously i’m not a big fan of summer
21st July - What is an unpopular opinion that you have about summer?
oh hm i’m not sure... most of the women in my family always wear bikinis when we go to the beach and i just really hate them? idk haha
also i think summer camps are kinda weird but that’s probably because i never went to one as a kid
22nd July - What does summer feel like where you live?
rather cool in the later afternoon. i also love how it smells there-- lots of freshly-cut lawns, grills constantly being used, the hydrangeas in our backyard
23rd July - Would you prefer summer to be hotter or colder than it usually is for you?
oh huh it can get reaaally hot midday so it would be nice if it was a bit cooler 
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laventae · 3 years
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Summary: You accidentally bump into Suna once, then a second time, then a third time.... before it starts seeming like fate has already decided its course for the both of you.
Pairings: Suna Rintaro x F!reader
Genre: Mostly fluff, College/Uni au
Word count: 3.4k words
Part: 1 , (2) , (3) , (TBC)
(A/N: I suck at writing summaries but anyways. This is/was supposed to be part of my [HQ Boys - Pretending to be your boyfriend] series, but I really wanted to make this slightly longer than my usual one-shots. Also, this story will probably have every cheesy trope you know, so, proceed with caution and I’m sorry. I couldn’t help myself.)
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‘Okay, what the fuck is going on?’ you think as you slowly try to open your eyes. 
Looking at your bedside table, you reach for your phone and check the time
7:35 A.M
‘Ugh... it’s too early for this shit...’ you think as you yawn.
You remember your shift at work starts at about 9 a.m., so you decide to sleep for a bit longer.
You place your phone back down on your bedside table, and turn in bed, covering your face with a pillow.
THUD
“Goddammit, what’s going on outside?!” you exclaim, getting out of your bed and heading for the front door.
You open the door hastily, and find your landlord standing in the hallway of your apartment building, then notice multiple moving boxes scattered around, and movers talking some of the boxes into the apartment opposite yours.
You’re both startled when you open the door, but she softens as soon as she notices it was you.
“Good morning, Mrs. Saito. What’s going on?” you ask her sleepily.
“Goodness, I’m sorry they woke you up as well, sweetheart. The new tenant told me they were moving in today but I didn’t know the movers were coming this early and causing this much of a ruckus!” she exclaims, looking like she was just as annoyed by the noise as you were.
“Well, the new tenant certainly didn’t make a good first impression, huh?” you say, trying to lighten the mood.
She chuckles softly, “I guess not. They’re not even here yet, so I’m just going to have to stay here until the movers are done” she sighs.
“Want me to make you a cup of coffee?”
“Oh, that’s alright, sweetheart, you should go back in and try to get some more sleep” she says, waving you back into your apartment.
You try to insist, but you feel too tired. Instead, you just nod and go back in, closing the door behind you.
Sighing, you head to your bedroom again; you figure you should try to get a bit more sleep in before you actually start getting ready for work.
-~-~-
After tossing and turning in bed for a couple of minutes, the noise wouldn’t get any quieter, so you thought you might as well get out of bed and head to your part-time job a bit earlier than usual.
You start getting ready, and make a quick cup of coffee to give Mrs. Saito on your way out. She thanks you and you go on your way.
When you first moved into your apartment about 2 years ago, you were able to find a pretty decent part-time job working as a barista at coffee shop nearby. It was only about two blocks away from where you lived, so it was super convenient; and a plus point, you were never late.
Checking your phone again, you notice the time
8:35 A.M
“It’s still so early...” you yawn as you take out your headphones and play some music to listen to while you walk to the coffee shop, talking your time.
After about 15 minutes of enjoying your morning walk, and window shopping on the stores along the way, you reach your destination and open the front door.
“Goodmorning, y/n!” you hear your boss call out to you as soon as you enter, “Early as usual, I see”
You chuckle as you head in his direction, “Oh, you know me, always excited to get to work!” you joke.
He laughs, “Yesterday was your last day of your second Uni semester, wasn’t it?” he asks you.
“Yeah, made it out in one piece thankfully”
He laughs again, “I’m sure you did well, I've seen how stressed out you’ve been about it but I also know how hard you’ve been studying, don’t worry” he assures you as he points to the chairs in the shop, silently asking you to help him out with setting them up.
“How do you know that?” you sigh, grabbing a few chairs and setting them down.
He stops what he’s doing and looks at you, “You think I didn’t notice the dark circles you kept coming in with, during every shift, for the past couple of weeks?”
“Was it that obvious?” your eyes widen.
“Definitely” he answers and you both laugh.
After setting up the last few chairs, your boss speaks up again, “Alright, why don’t you head in and get ready, I’ll just be out here setting up the register before we open in a couple of minutes”.
You nod and walk back to the staff locker area.
-~-~-
The day goes by slowly, as usual, and after a few hours, you take your break and head to the staff room locker area to relax and have a (late) breakfast.
‘I really need this right now’ you sigh as you take a sip of your coffee, feeling more tired than usual, and blame it on having to wake up super early that morning.
You check your phone and notice a text message.
1 NEW MESSAGE
You open it.
FROM ‘Wifeyy <3’: “Heyy! Call me when you're on your break!”
You smile and shake your head, dialing up her number.
It rings a couple of times before your best friend picks up.
“Hey y/n!!” she yells excitedly
“Hey Hina,” you laugh, “What’s up?”
“Just wanted to remind you that we are going out tonight to celebrate my birthday, you still remember, right?”
“Oh, was that today?” you joke
“Y/N!!!”
“I’m kidding, I'm kidding, you know I'll be there” you shake your head
“Good! I'll also be inviting some of my friends from Uni, but I want us to hangout still. It’s been a while since we’ve actually caught up. And I'm finally gonna be able to come to your city!”
The both of you actually met during your first year in University through mutual friends. Even though you both were in different majors, you hit it off right away. And after that, the both of you always tried to make time to hang out, whether it was between classes, during lunch breaks, or whenever the both of you had the time.
However, it was sometimes hard to meet up during weekends, since she lived in the city next to yours, so whenever she had the chance to come to your city, or you were able to go to hers, you guys would always spend it together.
“Yeah, I guess with exams and all it was hard for us to actually see each other”
“Exactly, anyways I’m excited for tonight!”
“Yeah, me too..!”
“Hey, do you sound more tired than usual, or is it just me?” she asks you, sounding worried.
“Oh, it’s nothing, I just woke up super early today, not willingly though” you sigh, “don't even ask, I'll tell you about it later”
“Alright... if you say so”
“Anyways, I gotta get back to work now, so, I’ll see you tonight, okay?”
“Alright! Dress sexy, okay? You promised we would dress up!”
“Yeah, yeah, I'll try my best” you both laugh before hanging up.
-~-~-
It was about 5 p.m when you finally reach your house, after leaving your part-time job, and finishing up some outdoor chores you had for the day.
You sigh as you get off the elevator to your floor.
You notice the empty hallway as you walk to your apartment; you suppose that the movers were already done and have left at this point.
You glance over to the door opposite yours at the end of the floor’s hallway.
‘I wonder if they're home yet...’ you think before you unlock the door of your apartment and go in.
You sigh as you place your groceries and bag on your kitchen island and start putting everything away.
You were supposed to meet Hina later tonight, at around 7 p.m, to celebrate her birthday. That meant you had a couple more hours to spend at home, so you decide to make some lunch/dinner and watch a movie on Netflix.
-~-~-
“Hey Hina, I’ll just go outside and answer this call real quick alright?” you try to call out to your friend as you get out of your chair, but she looks at you confused, the music playing loudly in the pub and the bustling of the people inside made it hard for her to hear your voice from across the table.
You point to your phone, and as realization hits her, she nods.
You attempt to make your way out of the pub, trying to worm between the people inside and make your way to the door. However, you suddenly run into someone before you reach the door, and accidentally drop their drink.
“I’m so sorry!” you tell them, looking up and noticing it was an old man, long white hair settling over his shoulders.
He looks annoyed at first but then his face relaxes when he sees you.
“I can pay for the drink!” you tell him apologetically.
“Oh, that’s alright, gorgeous, it was just a mistake” he answers you, smiling.
‘Okay...’ you think as you get a weird feeling in your gut.
“Would you like me to buy you-”
“Okay, Bye” you cut him off, smiling awkwardly, feeling uncomfortable with the way he was looking at you; you reach for the door and leave the pub.
It suddenly gets much quieter, and you feel yourself relax, finally being able to breathe.  
Honestly, you didn’t really get a call from anyone, you were just feeling tired, and wanted to take a break from all the noise.
You check the time on your phone,
11:54 P.M
You sigh, ‘I wanna go back home...’
It’s not that you weren’t having fun with Hina and her friends, but you were frankly not that close with them, and even though they are all very nice, having to be social for a long time takes a toll on your mental and physical strength sometimes.
Startled, you turn around when you hear the door of the pub open again behind you.
“Hey,” you hear Hina say as she approaches you, “is everything okay?”
“Yeah sorry, that was just my mom checking up on me” you lie to her, putting your phone back in your bag.
She nods, but you know she's slightly suspicious of your answer as she eyes you carefully
“You tired?” she asks you.
You chuckle nervously, ‘well, that didn’t take long’.
“Yeah, I'm really sorry, it’s getting late and it’s kind of been a long day”
She chuckles, “It’s okay, I thought your battery might have run out by now”
You couldn’t help but chuckle as well. Then you look at her apologetically.
“Yeah, I think I might head home for the night, is that alright with you?” you ask her, feeling bad you couldn’t stay longer.
She laughs and goes in to hug you goodbye, “You know it’s fine, I’m just glad I got to see you today! But, promise me we would hangout together again soon?”
You sigh, relieved, “you know I'd cancel any plans I have, just to see you” you shake your head as you hug her back.
“And promise me you’ll think about that date I wanna set you up on” she giggles as you both let go.
“Yeah, yeah, I'll think about it” you reply, used to her trying to set you up on these blind dates that you don’t necessarily really want to go to.
“Alright. You want me to call you a cab or walk you home?” she asks as you turn around and start leaving.
“No! It’s fine, my house is literally a couple of blocks away, go back! Have fun!” you say assuring her, and waving her to go back and hangout with her friends.
“Are you sure, y/n?”
“Yess! Go!” you tell her, and turn back around, walking away again.
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After walking for a few minutes, you notice how quiet it was outside, except for the few open pubs you passed by earlier. I mean, it wasn’t really a huge surprise, it was getting pretty late, and almost all stores in the area were closed at that point. But, because you weren’t usually out that late at night all alone, it somehow made it feel even emptier and quieter.
You look up at the sky as you walk on the sidewalk and notice a few stars scattered along the night sky. It makes you smile and you close your eyes and take a deep breath.
‘I wonder how many of those are actually just satellites...’ you think to yourself as you open your eyes, and you can’t help but let out a small chuckle.
You feel your phone vibrate and notice you got a text message.
1 NEW MESSAGE
You open it.
FROM ‘Wifeyy <3’: “Heyy! Text me when you get home safe!”
You smile as you read the message, but then feel a sudden chill down your spine.
‘Weird...’
You put your phone down and suddenly start hearing faint footsteps behind you.
‘Alright, that’s fine... it’s just someone walking home as well’ you try to assure yourself but can’t help but still feel anxious.
After a few minutes, you still hear the foot steps behind you, slowly getting closer. That, somehow, making you feel more anxious.
‘I’m just overthinking this right?’
You try to increase your pace, to check if they really were following you. Even if they weren’t, you hope to try and lose them all together. It didn’t help that the way to your apartment would be to keep walking straight, and the alleys around the buildings on the way were blocked off at the ends, not making it any safer for you to try and find a way around.
But then you hear the person behind you increase their pace as well.
‘Fuck’ you think, feeling scared and panicked, ‘they're definitely following me, aren’t they?’
You panic as you think of what to do next, then decide to take out your phone and call someone.
‘Who the fuck do I call? Hina? The police? I-’
Your thoughts are interrupted when you hear someone yell something from the sidewalk on the other side of the street you were walking on.
Your head snaps to where the voice came from and you notice a guy running up to you, “Babe?”
You try to back away before the boy reaches you, but, “I’ve been waiting for you, what took you so long?” he asks, pulling you in for a hug.
“I don’t know yo-!”
“Someone’s following you” he whispers in your ear before letting you complete your sentence.
Your heart stops when you hear him say that and you begin to feel your eyes tear up.
He pulls away, looking at you, and you suddenly notice you stopped hearing the footsteps coming from behind you.
You look back and see a man standing in the middle of the street, your eyes widen when you notice his long white hair.
‘That’s the fucking creepy old guy from the pub, I knew he seemed off!’
“My name is Suna. I was just in that supermarket over there, on the other side of the street, when I noticed him following you” he tells you quietly, as he subtly points at a store behind him. You look over his shoulder and notice a small, old looking supermarket, with an ‘Open 24/7′ neon light flickering over it. “Do you want me to walk you back home?” the boy asks you, and your eyes snap back to him.
You’re then able to see him much clearer, his pale, yellow eyes looking into yours. He had a blank expression on his face but you could hear a hint of worry in his voice.
You feel a tear roll down your cheek and you hesitantly nod at him.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, I'm here” you hear him say as he puts an arm around you, pulling you closer, and walks with you in the direction you were originally going in.
After a few moments, you hear the footsteps behind you, again, but this time they started to sound more distant, as if the creepy, old guy was walking away.
Your heart starts calming down a bit as you both walk silently for a few minutes.
You then feel the boy remove his arm from around you and you slightly stumble.
‘Was he supporting me this whole time..?’ you think to yourself as you try to steady yourself back on your own feet.
He turns around, “I’m sure he’s gone by now” he tells you, looking back at you.
You turn around to check as well, and feel yourself finally be able to breathe again when you don’t see anyone behind you. You look back at the boy and nod.
“You live around here?” he asks you and you finally notice where you were.  
Realizing you were only about a block away from your house, you stop.
“What?” the boy asks as he turns around to face you, when he realizes you weren't walking next to him anymore.
“This is me” you answer quickly, pointing to a random building you were standing in front of.
He was nice enough to help you back there, so, it's not that you weren’t thankful, but you were still feeling a bit anxious, and you didn’t want to take any chances.
“Oh,” the boy says, looking up at the building you pointed to, then looks back to you, “I'll watch you go in” he continues, putting his hands in his pockets.
“Oh, uhm, okay..” you nervously say, turning to the building.
‘Shit... I hope the entrance door isn’t locked...’
You reach for the door and push it.
‘Oh, thank god...’ you sigh, relieved.
You quickly turn back to look at him again, and notice his eyes following you.
“Thank you”
He just nods at you, a blank expression still on his face.
You get inside the building and the door closes behind you. You weren’t sure if he was looking so you make your way to the elevators. You pretend you pressed a button, hoping he stopped looking at you through the glass door at that point.
You look behind you and notice he wasn’t there anymore, so you run slowly towards the door and see him walking away.
You place a hand on your heart, and sigh again. You close your eyes and take a few deep breaths.
‘Why does it feel like it’s been a really long night...?’
You decide to wait for a few minutes, making sure he wouldn’t still be around the area when you try to run to where you actually lived. It was probably a couple of buildings away so, if you make a quick run for it, you think, you would definitely make it.
You open the glass door slowly and take a quick peak around the street.
‘Nobody’s here...’
You take a quick breath before you make a run for it.
As you thought, it easily took you a minute or two to get to your building. You quickly push the entrance door and run to elevators.  
As soon as it arrives, you get in and press the floor you lived on.
A few moments pass before the elevator doors open and you can't help but breathe a sigh of relief as you’re welcomed with your usual empty, but now comforting hallway.
You step out and head for your apartment when you notice someone standing at the door opposite yours at the end of that hallway, trying to unlock it.
‘Oh, it’s probably the new tenant...’ you think as you walk to your door.
It was pretty silent so you decide to at least welcome them, hoping it would make the awkward silence less... awkward.
“Hey,” you say turning to face them when you get to your door, “You’re the new tenant, righ-” but you quickly stop and your eyes widen when the person turns around to face you.
‘Wait, isn’t he the guy that just walked me back ‘home’??’
He still carried a blank expression on his face, but you notice his eyes slightly widen when he notices who you were as well.
‘Fuck, Fuck, Fuck... What do I say?’ you panic as you both stand there, looking at each other.
“Oh, you live here?” he breaks the silence, sounding pretty calm.
“Oh, yeah,” you say turning around and quickly unlock your door and go in, “Goodnight!” you yell, panicked. 
You accidentally make eye contact with him one last time before you swiftly close the front door, leaving him there, looking blankly at your apartment door instead.
‘He’s my new neighbor??’
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wiypt-writes · 3 years
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Stark Spangled Forever
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Duo Shot: Stendhal Syndrome Part 1: Brat
Intro: It’s Rori’s fifth birthday party, and there’s someone there who Katie doesn’t really appreciate hanging round her man. And Steve doesn’t really appreciate Katie’s attitude either.
Uh Oh….
Warnings: Bad language.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark
A/N: This was a one shot. I got carried away and wrote 24 pages. So now you have a duo shot thanks to that photo sending me to a dirty place. No smut in this one…but it’s on its way in the next part! 
Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.
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 May 2029
“Katie…” Steve called up the stairs. He waited for a moment. There was no response. “Honey?”
Still nothing.
He bounded up the steps, taking them two at a time and headed over the landing and into their room. He paused in the doorway, smiling gently as he saw his wife curled upon the bed, Harry snuggled into her, his head tucked under her chin as they both slept. He wasn’t surprised they were both flat out. They’d had a rough time with the tot the previous night. He had woken up at about 2 am crying and Steve had gone into find both he and his bed full of vomit. After they’d cleaned him up he’d continued to be sick, grumpy and teary, and hadn’t settled even when they’d brought him into bed with them. Eventually Katie had given up and taken him downstairs. Steve had initially gotten up with them but Katie had sent him back to bed pointing out that one of them needed to be with it enough to look after the others the day after. It was also an unspoken fact that they both knew Harry wouldn’t settle for his dad when he was like this. Steve thought Jamie was a momma’s boy but that was nothing compared to their youngest.
He gently closed the door and headed back downstairs and into the den where Jamie was sat cross legged on the rug faffing with some Lego and Rori was perched watching The Wizard of Oz.
“Guys, what do you fancy for lunch?”
“Are you making it?” Jamie looked up at him. Steve snorted.
“Fraid so pal. Momma’s asleep with Harry.”
“Is Harry still sick?” Rori looked around, her eyes wide.
“He’s ok sweetie.” Steve assured her “He just has a tummy bug.”
“Or he ate your cooking.” Emmy said from behind Steve as she passed him heading into the kitchen.
“Enough cheek thank you.” Steve said, raising an eyebrow at her back. He heard her chuckle as she opened the fridge.
“Jamie its ok…” she called “There’s left over lasagne.”
“Yesss.” Jamie said, jumping up off the rug. “Mom’s lasagne is the best.”
“Daddy?” Rori spoke again, her round green eyes looking at Steve.
“Yes baby?”
“Will Harry be ok for my birthday party?”
Steve noticed her biting her lip, the same expression Katie wore when she was worried. With a soft chuckle he crossed the room and knelt down in front of her. “Of course he will, it’s not for another week yet.”
She considered his answer and nodded. Steve reached out and gently tucked her dark hair behind her ears. It was then he noticed her lip wobbling.
“Hey…” he said, frowning, as he stood up to sit besides her. She crawled onto his lap and tucked her face into his shirt “What’s wrong?” She sniffled slightly and pressed her face further into his chest. Steve gently rubbed her back and stayed still waiting for her to speak.
“Jemima at school…” she sniffled, and Steve took a deep breath. He knew where this was going. “Her brother got sick and he dieded.” “Ok…” he said gently, “Jemima’s brother was very poorly. Harry just has a tummy bug. I promise you Rori, he’s not going to die.” She sniffed again and looked up at him “Pinkie promise?”
He smiled and held up his hand, little finger extended “pinkie promise.” She mimicked him and intertwined her small finger with his before she reached up and wrapped her arms round his neck, nuzzling her head into the space against his cheek.
“Why is your face always scratchy?” she asked and Steve gave a laugh.
“Blame your Momma, she won’t let me shave.” he said and Rori pulled back, her little hands raking into his beard. He playfully snapped at her fingers with his teeth, a loud clicking noise sounding as he bit onto thin air and she giggled.
“You gonna come get some lunch?” he looked at her. She nodded and he stood up with her in his arms, carrying her through to the kitchen where Emmy was already halfway through making a salad to go with the leftovers which were heating in the microwave.
“Thanks Em.” Steve said, dropping Rori onto a chair by the table before he moved over to grab some plates.
“Think we should save mom some?”
“No it’s ok.” Steve shook his head “if she’s hungry when she wakes I’ll make her a sandwich.”
Emmy nodded. “Oh, I thought Peter and Brooke could come over later, if that’s ok? I mean, if Harry’s not still sick.” “They can come over anyway, it’s fine.” Steve said, “Harry will most likely be upstairs anyway.”
“We were just gonna hang out by the pool for the evening…” “Em.” Steve chuckled “It’s fine…” and then he paused and smirked slightly as he looked at her “You want the beer don’t you?”
She wrinkled her nose and nodded.
“There’s plenty in the bar…just don’t get that drunk one of you drowns.” he said after a pause. “Explaining that to Peter’s Aunt or Jennifer would be a bit awkward.”
“Thanks dad.” she smiled at him.
They ate their lunch, the 4 of them chatting away, Steve pleased to see Rori was settled now, her earlier upset forgotten. Once they were finished Emmy took Rori and Jamie out into the garden to play on the jungle gym whilst Steve cleared the dishes. Every so often he glanced out of the window to see the kids playing a soft smile on his face. He enjoyed days like this, weekends or during the holidays when they were all together. It was just a shame their brother was too poorly to join in. He called out of the open door to tell Emmy he was nipping upstairs before he repeated the journey he had taken a little over and hour ago, checking his watch.
Katie glanced up as he opened the door, her finger on her lips.
“Hey…” he whispered.
She smiled and gave a soft yawn “How long have I been asleep?”
“Not sure sweetheart.” he said, “I came up about an hour or so ago and you were flat out.”
She gave another yawn and Harry stirred gently, his hand rubbing at his eyes before he settled back down. Katie gently felt his head.
“He’s not as warm as he was.” she said as Steve gently perched on the bed, smoothing back his son’s dark blonde hair.
“Rori got really upset.” he said, smiling softly “She mentioned Jemima’s brother.”
Katie sighed and frowned “Yeah. It was hard trying to explain that when we heard the news. Is she ok?”
“She’s fine.” he assured her “Gave her a pinkie promise Harry only had a tummy bug so.”
“Daddy’s girl.” she smiled and Steve gave a gentle chuckle.
“Peter and Brooke are coming over later.” he said “Emmy wants to hang out in the pool house with a few beers.” Katie smirked “You’re definitely going soft in your old age.”
“Well Emmy is 21 now so I can’t stop her and as for Pete and Brooke, well, sooner they do it here than in a bar.” he shrugged. “You want some lunch?”
Katie shook her head “I’ll eat later.”
Harry stirred again, only this time he grumbled slightly and blinked, opening his eyes sleepily. He looked at his momma before he nuzzled into her closer, his hand winding into her hair as he started to grizzle slightly.
“Hey baby…” she said, kissing his head.
He mumbled something again, his noises not quite forming into words yet, still being half asleep, and then he turned his head to peek up at his dad.
“You ok Pal?”
Harry eyed him for a moment before he moved and held out his arms in Steve’s direction. Slightly surprised Steve moved to take him in an embrace as the little boy snuggled into his chest and Steve kissed his head. Katie smiled, the sight of Steve with his kids was something she would never get tired of. Being a father brought out all his best qualities, just like the serum had amplified them, having kids had too.  He was loving, patient, gentle yet strong, stern and happy to deal out the discipline when appropriate.
She sat up, pecking him on the cheek at the point where his beard met smooth skin. “You know you might not have the shield anymore but you’ll always be their superhero.”
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Much to Rori’s relief (and everyone else in the Rogers household for that matter) Harry’s illness only lasted 24 hours and he was back to his cheeky, happy little self the next morning. Arrangements pressed ahead for the party, it wasn’t a huge gathering-namely Rori’s closest friends from school and family- which was to take place the weekend before her birthday.  As she shared her day of birth with her late uncle, Katie always found the day a little bittersweet but she tried to keep any of her sadness and nostalgia at bay for the sake of her little girl and focus on the celebration instead.
By 2pm in the afternoon their garden was packed with 7 other 5 year olds, a couple of parents and the usual additional suspects, namely Morgan and Pepper, Jennifer and Brooke along with Bucky and Sam. Rori had stipulated that she didn’t want any games or anything, just to play in the garden on a bouncy castle with some “Princess Punch” which was basically pink lemonade full of chopped up strawberries and raspberries, something her dad had made her one day and she insisted that no one else could make it the same. So, that’s what she had gotten.
“So who’s the blonde Katie’s throwing shade at?” Sam asked as Steve handed him a beer. Steve groaned. Rori’s best friend, a girl called Aurelia was obviously at the party. And so was her mother. A certain Dani-with-an-I, the real-estator who had shown them around the first house they had looked at in Brooklyn all those years ago But, as Steve knew only too well, his wife held a grudge better than anyone he had ever met in his life.
Ever.
Sam gave a loud snort of laughter as Steve explained about the whole incident when they’d been looking round the house and Dani flirting with him whilst Bucky took another Asgardian beer from the stack Steve had placed in a specific chiller in the garage and popped the top off effortlessly with his metal hand. The three men emerged out of the side door back onto the garden, taking up their spot by the side of the garden overseeing the proceedings whilst the women were perched on the decking which ran flush along the back of the house. Katie was milling around the garden somewhere, making sure everyone was ok.
“Bet that makes for interesting conversations when Aurelia comes for sleepovers…” Bucky mused.
“Katie’s not callous enough to have issues with a child simply because she doesn’t like her mother.” Steve shook his head, immediately defending his wife. “In fact she’s nothing but welcoming to her, she’s Rori’s friend after all. She just keeps any exchanges between her and Dani to a minimum.”
“Well, you best watch your back…” Sam said “Because it looks like she’s heading over.”
Steve sighed and spun round to face Dani as she approached him.
“Hi Steve…”
“Hey Dani.” he said “Everything ok.”
“I don’t want to cause a fuss but, well Jamie and Morgan are causing a bit of an issue.”
“Issue?” Steve frowned. At that point Rori came running over to him, tears flooding from her face. “Princess…” he crouched down. “What’s wrong?”
“Jamie and Morgan are throwing those little ball thingies that bang at everyone!” Rori said, stamping her feet. Steve glared up at Bucky.
“I told you not to give him those!” “I aint given him any for weeks!” Bucky held his hands up. “He’s clearly stashed them…I’m sorry Rori…”
“What have you done now?” Bucky turned to see Katie stood there, her eyebrows raised, sunglasses perched on her head as they acted like a headband, keeping her long hair off her face.
“Given Jamie contraband.” Sam said.
“Those damned firecrackers?”
Bucky shrugged.
“You’re an ass.” she said to him as she crouched down to look at Rori. “You ok sweetie?”
“He keeps throwing them at me!” she yelled.
“Ok…” Katie soothed her, and Steve took the opportunity to glance at his wife. She still knocked him off his feet after all these years. Her make-up was light, leaving those freckles he adored on show, and the pale yellow and blue maxi dress she was wearing complimented her amazing figure and curves to perfection, leaving her shoulders bare bar the thin spaghetti straps which crossed at the back. And it was low cut enough that Steve could see a fair bit of sideboob as well. Which he would never complain about. She turned to Steve, raised her eyebrow as his gaze lifted from her chest to her eyes. “Did you hear a word of that?”
“No.” he said honestly. She snorted.
“I just said that you’d go and speak to Jamie and Morgan.” she said, nodding to Rori.
“I’ll deal with your brother, I promise…” Steve confirmed “Go and play and don’t worry about it…”
He wiped her tears away with his hands, gave her a kiss and stood up
“Where are they?”
“By the side of the pool house.” Katie responded at the same time Dani said the same thing.
“We got it, thanks…” Katie looked at the woman. She nodded and sidled off, Steve ignored the look of utter glee that Sam and Bucky shared at the fact Katie was getting all “Starky Snarky” as Sam called it. Katie watched her leave before she turned back to Steve, ignoring the look he was giving her. “Spotted the little shits before.” she continued “They’re trying to hide behind the stack of sun-loungers”
He nodded, dropped a kiss to Katie’s lips and headed off to find the trouble makers. He took the long way, striding round the edge of the pool so they wouldn’t see him coming. He stood simply watching them for a moment. Jamie and Morgan were thick as thieves. With little over a year between them, they’d practically grown up as brother and sister, which Steve and Katie loved, but they were a recipe for trouble. With Morgan’s cleverness and Jamie’s penchant for mischief they made a right pair. Jamie said something to Morgan and she sniggered and they both stood up which was when Steve made his move. He gently grabbed Jamie’s collar and the back of Morgan’s top, pulling them back, ignoring their yells of protest as he bent over.
“If you two don’t stop right now, you’re gonna be in big trouble.” his voice was low and steely as he spoke and the pair of them stiffened slightly. He let go and stood up, hands on his hips.
“Dad, we were only-“
“Son…” Steve cut him off, holding his hand up in an instruction to stay quiet “Just don’t.” He held his palm out in front of him “Hand em over…”
With a sigh and a scowl Jamie emptied his pockets, Morgan following suit and they both passed Steve the small boxes of the little white firecrackers.
“I mean it you two. One more toe out of line…”
“Sorry Uncle Spangles.” Morgan bowed her head.
“It isn’t me you should be apologising to” he said, looking at the 10 year old. She was getting more and more like Tony with each day that passed. He felt a little pang for his brother-in-law as he looked into her brown eyes and took a deep breath, his voice softer when he spoke again “Go and say sorry to Rori, both of you.”
********
“What’s Morgan done?” Pepper asked as Katie headed up to the decking.
Katie snorted “Her and Jamie have been throwing firecrackers.”
Pepper groaned “I’ll have a word…”
“It’s ok… Steve’s sorting it.” Katie shrugged “No biggie, just being kids…”
“I don’t understand how she can be so like Tony when he’s not around.” Pepper said gently.
“Stark DNA.” Katie grinned, “it’s strong.”
Pepper snorted. “Yeah, it must be.”
The two women watched as Steve spoke to the kids, taking the boxes off them before dismissing them. He strode across the lawn, looked up at Katie and gave her a smile before he made his way into the garage to dispose of the offensive ‘weapons’.
“Where did they even get them from?” Pepper asked.
“Bucky” answered Jennifer and Katie the same time. Katie glanced back over the garden, everything seemed to be back to normal. Her eyes fell on Dani who was now stood with one of the other mums that Katie had been speaking to earlier.
“Who’s that?” Jennifer asked.
“Some tramp.” Katie shrugged.
“Her name is Dani.” Pepper snorted “With an I…”
“Was she the last Trashbag you had to take out one morning?” Katie asked. “She mentioned something about that last time I met her and she does look a familiar.”
Pepper snorted. “No…she never got there. Not for the lack of trying. But you’re right, she does look a little like Christine Everhart.”
“Of course…” Katie snorted, “Christine…”
Katie wandered through from the kitchen in her cami and short pyjama set, clutching a bowl of cereal, groaning at the raging headache she was sporting. She was visiting home for a week or so to attend the Apogee Award ceremony in Vegas, which was honouring her brother. Pity he hadn’t actually cared enough to attend himself, instead living it up in the Casino. Obediah had accepted the award for him and then she’d continued drinking with the rest of the party that had turned up…and continued the drinking on the private jet home.  As she shuffled into the living area, she stopped dead looking at the blonde woman, dressed in nothing but one of Tony’s shirts as she sloped around their living area. Another one of Tony’s bimbos that he picked up in Vegas and flown home with them. Said bimbo made her way over to the pad that led to the workshop and pressed a few buttons.
“Hey, Tony?”
“You are not authorized to access this area.” Jarvis said, making her scream and jump. Katie sniggered.
“Jesus.” the woman said.
“No, JARVIS…” Katie spoke loudly and the woman span around. “He runs the house.”
“You must be Katie…”
“And you must be Miss Saturday.” Katie shrugged, sitting on the sofa “Well, for this week anyway…”
“Christine…” she said. “We met last night…”
“Yeah I don’t bother learning names.” Katie shrugged. “They never last long enough for me to give a shit.”
At that point Pepper walked into the room holding up a clothes carrier.
“I’ve got your clothes here. They’ve been dry-cleaned and pressed, and there’s a car waiting for you outside that will take you anywhere you’d like to go.” She said, smiling at the woman.
“You must be the famous Pepper Potts.”
“Indeed I am.” Pepper smiled.
“After all these years, Tony still has you picking up the dry-cleaning.” she commented sarcastically.
“Bitch.” Katie said loudly. Christine looked at her but Pepper simply remained still and smiled, her tone pleasant and even.
“I do anything and everything that Mr. Stark requires, including, occasionally, taking out the trash.”
At that Katie choked slightly on her cereal and looked up as the smug bint’s smirk slid off her face.
“Will that be all?” Pepper asked.
Christine took the hangar and sidled off.
“Taking out the trash…” Katie grinned “Pepper that was fucking genius!”
Pepper arched an eyebrow.
“Where is my dickhead brother?”
“Where do you think?” Pepper asked.
Katie hummed and put down her empty cereal bowl before she made her way through the door Christine had been trying to unlock and down to Tony’s workshop.
“JARVIS, lower that racket…” she muttered.
“Certainly Miss Stark…” 
The noise dimmed and Tony wheeled round “Please don’t turn down my music” “Good morning to you too.” Katie rolled her eyes “Last night’s conquest has left. Pepper just threw her out.”
“Speaking of which, you are supposed to be halfway around the world right now.” Pepper appeared but Tony wasn’t listening.
“How’d she take it?” He looked at Katie. 
“Like a champ.” she shrugged.
Tony grinned and then turned to Pepper “Why are you trying to hustle me out of here?”
“Your flight was scheduled to leave an hour and a half ago.”
“That’s funny, I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there.” Tony quipped sarcastically.
“Tony, I need to speak to you about a couple things before I get you out of the door”
“Doesn’t it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive?” Tony continue and then Pepper’s voice rose.
At that point Katie groaned and decided she needed to go to bed before she split for her own flight home and left them to it. 24 hours later she was back in London, getting the notice from Rhodey that Tony was missing…
Laughter dragged Katie back out of her memory and she wiped her eyes slightly, memories of her brother still hit her hard. She turned to catch the last of Pepper’s explanation about Dani’s ‘antics�� at a Stark Party once to which Jennifer, Emmy and Brooke were all laughing along with as Pepper glanced at Katie.
“What is she doing here anyway?”
“Well, her daughter happens to be Rori’s bestest friend in the whole world.” Katie said, repeating the words Rori used to describe Aurelia her “And of course when I asked a few parents on the invites to join, she jumped at the chance.”
There was a pause as they all continued to watch the woman as she tilted her head back and laughed at something that one of the other mom’s had said.
“Is her hair even real?” Emmy asked suddenly.
“Nope. And neither are her tits…” Jennifer mumbled. “Aint no way she’s had a kid and they’re still…” she grabbed her own breasts and hoisted them up, causing all the women to snigger into their drinks.
“Momma?” Katie spun to look at Rori who was grinning up at her mum.
“Hey sweetie” Katie smiled, crouching down “You ok now?”
Rori nodded “Please can I get a drink?”
“Course you can baby…” Katie smiled “Why don’t you go ask daddy to grab you some of the Princess Punch?”
She gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek before she skipped off down the lawn to where Steve was stood with Bucky and Sam. Katie watched as he immediately looked down when Rori tugged at his black jeans. With a huge, genuine smile he swept her up, her legs causing Steve’s sweater to ride up and at the flash of his toned stomach Katie bit her lip.
“Down girl..” Jennifer mumbled and Katie snorted.
“That obvious?”
“You’re not exactly subtle…” Pepper smirked “That’s the Stark in you.”
Behind her she heard Emmy groan before Brooke quipped “Em, not being funny, but your dad is hot.”
“Fuck off.” Emmy shot back as Brooke cackled “That’s disgusting.”
“His best friend ain’t bad either…” Jenifer mused, cocking her head to one side as Bucky reached up to gently ruffle Rori’s hair, and then tilting his head towards her as she reached to do the same to him, a huge smile spreading across his face.
“Eww.” Brooke groaned, and this time it was Emmy’s turn to laugh.
“Speaking of which, where’s Peter?” Katie turned to Emmy.
“He’s dropping May and Happy at the airport and coming down later…” she said, a faint pink tinge on her cheeks. Katie looked at Pepper, the pair of them smiling to one another. Emmy and Peter had been pretty on and off over the last 5 years but seemed to have been going pretty steady over the last 12 months.
“Which reminds me, can you tell Dad and Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee to behave?” Emmy looked at her mum “They’re always teasing Pete…” “That is a right of passage.” Pepper said wisely “Tony was a shit to Steve when he started dating Katie.” “Tony was a shit to Steve way before that.” Katie grinned “But I gotta admit, he was never that pleased about how he found out.” “Which was?” Jennifer looked her.
“He walked in and found us in the kitchen half dressed…” Katie shrugged “Was his own fault, he should have knocked instead of swanning into my apartment like he owned it.” “Yeah, I don’t…” Emmy started before she shook her head “Shut up!”
“Erm, where are you two off to?” Katie heard Pepper say and she looked up to see Morgan and Jamie half in, half out of the kitchen door.
“The den Auntie Pep.” Jamie answered. “Gonna go watch a film.”
“Least you can’t cause any trouble in there…yes, I heard.” Pepper said sternly “Another toe out of line Morgan H Stark and I’ll take you home.”
“Sorry Mom…” she said, and Pepper dismissed her.
Katie smiled again and her attention turned back to the party. She glanced over the garden and was just about to head down to mingle again, not wanting to leave the rest of the parents feeling awkward when a certain blonde haired tramp caught her attention. She watched her for a moment as she walked over to Steve and then stiffened slightly as she touched his arm, but then she stepped way over the line.
“Oh hell no bitch…” Katie’s eyes narrowed as she saw Dani kiss Steve’s cheek.
“Kick her ass mom…” Emmy mumbled.
“Hold my beer…” Katie said, before she paused “Actually, on second thoughts… I’ll take the beer with me…”
“$50 dollars says Trashbag is leaving here in a box…” Brooke quipped. Pepper, Jennifer and Emmy all sniggered.
********
After getting Rori a glass of punch and retrieving another 3 beers for him, Sam and Bucky, Steve headed back across the lawn, Rori still following him.
“Daddy…” she spoke again.
“Yeah?” he looked at her.
“What are tits?”
Steve choked on his beer and heard Sam’s guffawing laughter from the side of him, punctuated by Bucky’s snorts.
“Ermmm…” Steve wiped at his sweater where his beer had slopped down the front and racked his brains “They’re a type of bird…” The laugher and snorts grew even louder. Steve looked at Rori who was frowning before she shook her head “Why would Aurelia’s mommy have fake birds?”
At that Sam began to cough, and Steve looked at him. He was doubled over, slapping his knees. Bucky was wiping his eyes and gave Steve a thumbs up. “Fake birds, I can’t…”  Bucky’s hand fell to Sam’s back as the pair of them continued to laugh.
“I don’t know…” Steve looked at Rori. “Who said that anyway?”
“Jennifer.” she said, and Steve rolled his eyes and glanced over at his wife who was stood, looking out over the garden. “Well Jennifer is just being silly.” Steve looked back at Rori “Don’t worry about it.”
Rori accepted his answer and ran off.
“You can stop laughing now.” he turned to his friends.
“Man, I love your kids.” Bucky said as Sam straightened up, wiping his eyes.
“Yeah well right now they’re behaving better than their mother.” Steve frowned.
“I dare you to say that to her face.” Bucky smirked “And whilst you’re at it, you can tell Jennifer you think she’s silly…”
Steve shook his head “I’m quite attached to my balls thanks, and I’d like to keep it that way.”
“Good luck with that…” Sam said, “Blonde haired real estator at 12 o’clock.”
Steve let out a silent groan, he really didn’t need this.
“Steve…” he felt an hand on his arm.
“Yeah?” he turned to face Dani, polite as always.
“I’m sorry about before,I didn’t want to get the kids into trouble.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Steve shrugged “Jamie and Morgan are a handful together.”
Dani laughed, and then stood on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. Steve hadn’t seen that coming. He stepped away slightly and gave her a smile as she looked at him.
“Well, Aurelia was really upset so thank you for sorting it out…”
“Wife…6 o’clock…” Bucky mumbled. But he needn’t have bothered, Steve knew his wife was behind him even before she slipped her arms round his waist, the hand that wasn’t clutching the beer bottle gently slipping under his black sweater, rubbing his stomach softly. He smiled to himself, knowing full well she was here to make a point, and gently placed his large hand over hers.
“Hey beautiful.” he said softly and Katie felt that fire in her belly light even more at his soft words.
“Hey…” she mumbled, pressing her face into his back, gently kissing between his shoulder blades through his sweater before she moved and slid into the space under his arm, placing herself between him and Dani. Steve rolled his eyes at his wife’s passive aggressive display of possessiveness and glanced at Sam who was grinning ear to ear, watching the exchange.
“You know, Mrs Rogers…” Dani smiled at Katie, ”I was just wondering if we were past the formalities of using our surnames now seeing as our daughters are inseparable? ”
She started to laugh and Katie continued to smile before she replied “Nope, I’m good with Mrs Rogers thanks.
Sam started to cough, which was clearly to cover up a laugh. Steve looked at him to see him smirking ear to ear.
“How’s your husband?” Katie looked Dani. “I don’t see him…”
“We’re not together anymore.” Dani said, her smile faltering slightly
“Oh, sorry to her that.” Katie replied, although her tone said otherwise “Guess he wasn’t a fan of you touching what doesn’t belong to you either.”
Dani’s face slipped, but luckily for her one of the other mom’s called her name and she excused herself. Katie watched her go before she felt Steve move his arm from her shoulders.
“That was mean.” he looked at Katie, his brow furrowed.
“I don’t like people touching my stuff…” Katie shrugged.
“You’re a fucking brat.” Steve said sternly, his face displaying no humour. Katie was completely unabashed by his tone and shrugged again
“I warned her last time I’d snap her hand off. She got off lightly.”
With that she turned and walked back towards Pepper and Jennifer. Steve watched her go, his face flushed with anger at her childish display.
“Damned…” Bucky whistled out. “I know you said she could be vicious, Steve, but wow…”
“I think that’s called marking your territory.” Sam quipped as Steve shook his head, the nerve in his jaw twitching.
“It’s called being rude.” He said, before he drained his beer and tossed the empty into one of the recycling tubs by the table “Scuse me fellas, I need to go have a word with my wife…” Bucky and Sam watched as he strode across the lawn, hand pushing his hair back off his face. He reached Katie, acknowledge the women before he gently wrapped his hand around her arm and bent to speak into her ear. She looked at him, frowned, and then allowed him to lead her inside.
“So now they’re gonna have a row and then angry sex, right?” Bucky looked at Sam. Sam nodded.
“Totally…shall we join the ladies?”
“Good idea.” Bucky agreed.
*******
“Uh oh Dad’s approaching…” Emmy said to her mum.
“Is he pissed?” Katie asked, grimacing slightly. As soon as he’d chastised her before she knew he wouldn’t leave it there and she was going to get a lecture about her attitude.
“He’s wearing his Captain’s face…” Emmy wrinkled her nose.
“Shit…”
“A word, inside now…” Steve’s voice was quiet, calm and level as he gently gripped Katie’s arm, but she recognised the icy tone it carried. Frowning slightly, she let him take her hand as he led her inside and through to the lounge. Steve shut the door behind him and Katie watched him, cocking her head to the side.
“Was there any need for that?” he said looking at her.
“For what?”
“You know damned well what.” he said, his voice still low as he raised an eyebrow “What you said to Dani, it was rude.”
“Whatever.” Katie rolled her eyes.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me…”
“Don’t speak to me like I’m one of the kids…” she shot back, her voice slightly louder.
“Well stop acting like one of them.” Steve’s hands dropped to his hips. “The dig about her husband was awful, you do realise he cheated on her right?”
Katie’s face slipped a little “No, I didn’t…but, hang on, how do you know that?”
“She told me, the other week when I dropped Aurelia off home.”
“Oh so you’re like friends now, she confiding in you?”  Katie’s tone was steely.
“No, she just mentioned that she was grateful for us having Aurelia because she’d had an appointment with the solicitor. So maybe, just maybe you should think about apologising.”
“Piss off…” Katie laughed in disbelief. “She kissed you on the cheek…”
“And?” Steve frowned “You forget that plenty of guys do that to you…”
“My or our friends, yeah. She is NOT my friend Steve…”
“Do you seriously feel that threatened by her you have to be so downright nasty?”
“I’m not threatened…look, like I said before, I told her last time she touched my stuff again and I’d snap her wrist. She got off lightly.”
Steve shook his head at his wife, he loved the bones of this woman but sometimes her behaviour drove him up the wall. She could be so petty and obtuse it was ridiculous.
Rogers by name, Stark by nature.
There was a tense silence which Katie broke.
“Are we arguing still?”
Steve sighed “I’m not arguing with you, I’m just pointing out I think you were out of line. If you don’t think you were then that’s your prerogative.” Katie hummed, before she grinned and looked at him “Wanna go fuck in the Camero like last time?”
Steve shook his head, she was unbelievable.
“No.” he said simply, turning to open the door. But Katie wasn’t giving up that easily.
“Shame, because I’m not wearing any panties.”
Ok so that got Steve’s attention. He let out an inward groan as frankly, that sex they’d had in the garage after the previous Dani incident had been hot as fuck but no, he wasn’t giving in here. What was it she always told the kids? “Actions have consequences”
Damned right they do sweetheart.
He turned back to face her, his back pressing to the door as he glanced down at his hands, the sleeves on his sweater were rolled up slightly exposing his forearms. He raised his gaze to meet that of his wife’s and damned, he nearly caved, because she really did turn him on more than she would ever know. But right now, he wasn’t giving her what she wanted.
He sighed and repeated his earlier statement to her “Such a fucking brat.” before he turned and walked out of the room.
Katie remained where she was, stunned. For the first time ever, in their 16 years of being together she had failed to seduce her man.
Part 2
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Stark Spangled Forever: Stendhal Syndrome
Part 1- Brat
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Intro: It’s Rori’s fifth birthday party, and there’s someone there who Katie doesn’t really appreciate hanging round her man.
And Steve doesn’t really appreciate Katie’s attitude either.
Uh Oh….
Warnings: Bad language.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark
A/N: This was a one shot. I got carried away and wrote 24 pages. So now you have a duo shot thanks to that photo sending me to a dirty place. No smut in this one…but it’s on its way in the next part! Also apologies for the lack of formatting on here…my laptop is screwy….
SSF Masterlist // WIYPT Masterlist
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May 2029
“Katie…” Steve called up the stairs. He waited for a moment. There was no response. “Honey?”
Still nothing.
He bounded up the steps, taking them two at a time and headed over the landing and into their room. He paused in the doorway, smiling gently as he saw his wife curled upon the bed, Harry snuggled into her, his head tucked under her chin as they both slept. He wasn’t surprised they were both flat out. They’d had a rough time with the tot the previous night. He had woken up at about 2 am crying and Steve had gone into find both he and his bed full of vomit. After they’d cleaned him up he’d continued to be sick, grumpy and teary, and hadn’t settled even when they’d brought him into bed with them. Eventually Katie had given up and taken him downstairs. Steve had initially gotten up with them but Katie had sent him back to bed pointing out that one of them needed to be with it enough to look after the others the day after. It was also an unspoken fact that they both knew Harry wouldn’t settle for his dad when he was like this. Steve thought Jamie was a momma’s boy but that was nothing compared to their youngest.
He gently closed the door and headed back downstairs and into the den where Jamie was sat cross legged on the rug faffing with some Lego and Rori was perched watching The Wizard of Oz.
“Guys, what do you fancy for lunch?”
“Are you making it?” Jamie looked up at him. Steve snorted.
“Fraid so pal. Momma’s asleep with Harry.”
“Is Harry still sick?” Rori looked around, her eyes wide.
“He’s ok sweetie.” Steve assured her “He just has a tummy bug.”
“Or he ate your cooking.” Emmy said from behind Steve as she passed him heading into the kitchen.
“Enough cheek thank you.” Steve said, raising an eyebrow at her back. He heard her chuckle as she opened the fridge.
“Jamie its ok…” she called “There’s left over lasagne.”
“Yesss.” Jamie said, jumping up off the rug. “Mom’s lasagne is the best.”
“Daddy?” Rori spoke again, her round green eyes looking at Steve.
“Yes baby?”
“Will Harry be ok for my birthday party?”
Steve noticed her biting her lip, the same expression Katie wore when she was worried. With a soft chuckle he crossed the room and knelt down in front of her. “Of course he will, it’s not for another week yet.”
She considered his answer and nodded. Steve reached out and gently tucked her dark hair behind her ears. It was then he noticed her lip wobbling.
“Hey…” he said, frowning, as he stood up to sit besides her. She crawled onto his lap and tucked her face into his shirt “What’s wrong?” She sniffled slightly and pressed her face further into his chest. Steve gently rubbed her back and stayed still waiting for her to speak.
“Jemima at school…” she sniffled, and Steve took a deep breath. He knew where this was going. “Her brother got sick and he dieded.” “Ok…” he said gently, “Jemima’s brother was very poorly. Harry just has a tummy bug. I promise you Rori, he’s not going to die.” She sniffed again and looked up at him “Pinkie promise?”
He smiled and held up his hand, little finger extended “pinkie promise.” She mimicked him and intertwined her small finger with his before she reached up and wrapped her arms round his neck, nuzzling her head into the space against his cheek.
“Why is your face always scratchy?” she asked and Steve gave a laugh.
“Blame your Momma, she won’t let me shave.” he said and Rori pulled back, her little hands raking into his beard. He playfully snapped at her fingers with his teeth, a loud clicking noise sounding as he bit onto thin air and she giggled.
“You gonna come get some lunch?” he looked at her. She nodded and he stood up with her in his arms, carrying her through to the kitchen where Emmy was already halfway through making a salad to go with the leftovers which were heating in the microwave.
“Thanks Em.” Steve said, dropping Rori onto a chair by the table before he moved over to grab some plates.
“Think we should save mom some?”
“No it’s ok.” Steve shook his head “if she’s hungry when she wakes I’ll make her a sandwich.”
Emmy nodded. “Oh, I thought Peter and Brooke could come over later, if that’s ok? I mean, if Harry’s not still sick.” “They can come over anyway, it’s fine.” Steve said, “Harry will most likely be upstairs anyway.”
“We were just gonna hang out by the pool for the evening…” “Em.” Steve chuckled “It’s fine…” and then he paused and smirked slightly as he looked at her “You want the beer don’t you?”
She wrinkled her nose and nodded.
“There’s plenty in the bar…just don’t get that drunk one of you drowns.” he said after a pause. “Explaining that to Peter’s Aunt or Jennifer would be a bit awkward.”
“Thanks dad.” she smiled at him.
They ate their lunch, the 4 of them chatting away, Steve pleased to see Rori was settled now, her earlier upset forgotten. Once they were finished Emmy took Rori and Jamie out into the garden to play on the jungle gym whilst Steve cleared the dishes. Every so often he glanced out of the window to see the kids playing a soft smile on his face. He enjoyed days like this, weekends or during the holidays when they were all together. It was just a shame their brother was too poorly to join in. He called out of the open door to tell Emmy he was nipping upstairs before he repeated the journey he had taken a little over and hour ago, checking his watch.
Katie glanced up as he opened the door, her finger on her lips.
“Hey…” he whispered.
She smiled and gave a soft yawn “How long have I been asleep?”
“Not sure sweetheart.” he said, “I came up about an hour or so ago and you were flat out.”
She gave another yawn and Harry stirred gently, his hand rubbing at his eyes before he settled back down. Katie gently felt his head.
“He’s not as warm as he was.” she said as Steve gently perched on the bed, smoothing back his son’s dark blonde hair.
“Rori got really upset.” he said, smiling softly “She mentioned Jemima’s brother.”
Katie sighed and frowned “Yeah. It was hard trying to explain that when we heard the news. Is she ok?”
“She’s fine.” he assured her “Gave her a pinkie promise Harry only had a tummy bug so.”
“Daddy’s girl.” she smiled and Steve gave a gentle chuckle.
“Peter and Brooke are coming over later.” he said “Emmy wants to hang out in the pool house with a few beers.” Katie smirked “You’re definitely going soft in your old age.”
“Well Emmy is 21 now so I can’t stop her and as for Pete and Brooke, well, sooner they do it here than in a bar.” he shrugged. “You want some lunch?”
Katie shook her head “I’ll eat later.”
Harry stirred again, only this time he grumbled slightly and blinked, opening his eyes sleepily. He looked at his momma before he nuzzled into her closer, his hand winding into her hair as he started to grizzle slightly.
“Hey baby…” she said, kissing his head.
He mumbled something again, his noises not quite forming into words yet, still being half asleep, and then he turned his head to peek up at his dad.
“You ok Pal?”
Harry eyed him for a moment before he moved and held out his arms in Steve’s direction. Slightly surprised Steve moved to take him in an embrace as the little boy snuggled into his chest and Steve kissed his head. Katie smiled, the sight of Steve with his kids was something she would never get tired of. Being a father brought out all his best qualities, just like the serum had amplified them, having kids had too.  He was loving, patient, gentle yet strong, stern and happy to deal out the discipline when appropriate.
She sat up, pecking him on the cheek at the point where his beard met smooth skin. “You know you might not have the shield anymore but you’ll always be their superhero.”
********
Much to Rori’s relief (and everyone else in the Rogers household for that matter) Harry’s illness only lasted 24 hours and he was back to his cheeky, happy little self the next morning. Arrangements pressed ahead for the party, it wasn’t a huge gathering-namely Rori’s closest friends from school and family- which was to take place the weekend before her birthday.  As she shared her day of birth with her late uncle, Katie always found the day a little bittersweet but she tried to keep any of her sadness and nostalgia at bay for the sake of her little girl and focus on the celebration instead.
By 2pm in the afternoon their garden was packed with 7 other 5 year olds, a couple of parents and the usual additional suspects, namely Morgan and Pepper, Jennifer and Brooke along with Bucky and Sam. Rori had stipulated that she didn’t want any games or anything, just to play in the garden on a bouncy castle with some “Princess Punch” which was basically pink lemonade full of chopped up strawberries and raspberries, something her dad had made her one day and she insisted that no one else could make it the same. So, that’s what she had gotten.
“So who’s the blonde Katie’s throwing shade at?” Sam asked as Steve handed him a beer. Steve groaned. Rori’s best friend, a girl called Aurelia was obviously at the party. And so was her mother. A certain Dani-with-an-I, the real-estator who had shown them around the first house they had looked at in Brooklyn all those years ago But, as Steve knew only too well, his wife held a grudge better than anyone he had ever met in his life.
Ever.
Sam gave a loud snort of laughter as Steve explained about the whole incident when they'd been looking round the house and Dani flirting with him whilst Bucky took another Asgardian beer from the stack Steve had placed in a specific chiller in the garage and popped the top off effortlessly with his metal hand. The three men emerged out of the side door back onto the garden, taking up their spot by the side of the garden overseeing the proceedings whilst the women were perched on the decking which ran flush along the back of the house. Katie was milling around the garden somewhere, making sure everyone was ok.
“Bet that makes for interesting conversations when Aurelia comes for sleepovers…” Bucky mused.
“Katie’s not callous enough to have issues with a child simply because she doesn’t like her mother.” Steve shook his head, immediately defending his wife. “In fact she’s nothing but welcoming to her, she’s Rori’s friend after all. She just keeps any exchanges between her and Dani to a minimum.”
“Well, you best watch your back…” Sam said “Because it looks like she’s heading over.”
Steve sighed and spun round to face Dani as she approached him.
“Hi Steve…”
“Hey Dani.” he said “Everything ok.”
“I don’t want to cause a fuss but, well Jamie and Morgan are causing a bit of an issue.”
“Issue?” Steve frowned. At that point Rori came running over to him, tears flooding from her face. “Princess…” he crouched down. “What’s wrong?”
“Jamie and Morgan are throwing those little ball thingies that bang at everyone!” Rori said, stamping her feet. Steve glared up at Bucky.
“I told you not to give him those!” “I aint given him any for weeks!” Bucky held his hands up. “He’s clearly stashed them…I’m sorry Rori…”
“What have you done now?” Bucky turned to see Katie stood there, her eyebrows raised, sunglasses perched on her head as they acted like a headband, keeping her long hair off her face.
“Given Jamie contraband.” Sam said.
“Those damned firecrackers?”
Bucky shrugged.
“You’re an ass.” she said to him as she crouched down to look at Rori. “You ok sweetie?”
“He keeps throwing them at me!” she yelled.
“Ok…” Katie soothed her, and Steve took the opportunity to glance at his wife. She still knocked him off his feet after all these years. Her make-up was light, leaving those freckles he adored on show, and the pale yellow and blue maxi dress she was wearing complimented her amazing figure and curves to perfection, leaving her shoulders bare bar the thin spaghetti straps which crossed at the back. And it was low cut enough that Steve could see a fair bit of sideboob as well. Which he would never complain about. She turned to Steve, raised her eyebrow as his gaze lifted from her chest to her eyes. “Did you hear a word of that?”
“No.” he said honestly. She snorted.
“I just said that you’d go and speak to Jamie and Morgan.” she said, nodding to Rori.
“I’ll deal with your brother, I promise…” Steve confirmed “Go and play and don’t worry about it…”
He wiped her tears away with his hands, gave her a kiss and stood up
“Where are they?”
“By the side of the pool house.” Katie responded at the same time Dani said the same thing.
“We got it, thanks…” Katie looked at the woman. She nodded and sidled off, Steve ignored the look of utter glee that Sam and Bucky shared at the fact Katie was getting all “Starky Snarky” as Sam called it. Katie watched her leave before she turned back to Steve, ignoring the look he was giving her. “Spotted the little shits before.” she continued “They’re trying to hide behind the stack of sun-loungers”
He nodded, dropped a kiss to Katie’s lips and headed off to find the trouble makers. He took the long way, striding round the edge of the pool so they wouldn’t see him coming. He stood simply watching them for a moment. Jamie and Morgan were thick as thieves. With little over a year between them, they’d practically grown up as brother and sister, which Steve and Katie loved, but they were a recipe for trouble. With Morgan’s cleverness and Jamie’s penchant for mischief they made a right pair. Jamie said something to Morgan and she sniggered and they both stood up which was when Steve made his move. He gently grabbed Jamie’s collar and the back of Morgan’s top, pulling them back, ignoring their yells of protest as he bent over.
“If you two don’t stop right now, you’re gonna be in big trouble.” his voice was low and steely as he spoke and the pair of them stiffened slightly. He let go and stood up, hands on his hips.
“Dad, we were only-“
“Son…” Steve cut him off, holding his hand up in an instruction to stay quiet “Just don’t.” He held his palm out in front of him “Hand em over…”
With a sigh and a scowl Jamie emptied his pockets, Morgan following suit and they both passed Steve the small boxes of the little white firecrackers.
“I mean it you two. One more toe out of line…”
“Sorry Uncle Spangles.” Morgan bowed her head.
“It isn’t me you should be apologising to” he said, looking at the 10 year old. She was getting more and more like Tony with each day that passed. He felt a little pang for his brother-in-law as he looked into her brown eyes and took a deep breath, his voice softer when he spoke again “Go and say sorry to Rori, both of you.”
********
“What’s Morgan done?” Pepper asked as Katie headed up to the decking.
Katie snorted “Her and Jamie have been throwing firecrackers.”
Pepper groaned “I’ll have a word…”
“It’s ok… Steve’s sorting it.” Katie shrugged “No biggie, just being kids…”
“I don’t understand how she can be so like Tony when he’s not around.” Pepper said gently.
“Stark DNA.” Katie grinned, “it’s strong.”
Pepper snorted. “Yeah, it must be.”
The two women watched as Steve spoke to the kids, taking the boxes off them before dismissing them. He strode across the lawn, looked up at Katie and gave her a smile before he made his way into the garage to dispose of the offensive ‘weapons’.
“Where did they even get them from?” Pepper asked.
“Bucky” answered Jennifer and Katie the same time. Katie glanced back over the garden, everything seemed to be back to normal. Her eyes fell on Dani who was now stood with one of the other mums that Katie had been speaking to earlier.
“Who’s that?” Jennifer asked.
“Some tramp.” Katie shrugged.
“Her name is Dani.” Pepper snorted “With an I…”
“Was she the last Trashbag you had to take out one morning?” Katie asked. “She mentioned something about that last time I met her and she does look a familiar.”
Pepper snorted. “No…she never got there. Not for the lack of trying. But you’re right, she does look a little like Christine Everhart.”
“Of course…” Katie snorted, “Christine…”
Katie wandered through from the kitchen in her cami and short pyjama set, clutching a bowl of cereal, groaning at the raging headache she was sporting. She was visiting home for a week or so to attend the Apogee Award ceremony in Vegas, which was honouring her brother. Pity he hadn’t actually cared enough to attend himself, instead living it up in the Casino. Obediah had accepted the award for him and then she’d continued drinking with the rest of the party that had turned up…and continued the drinking on the private jet home.  As she shuffled into the living area, she stopped dead looking at the blonde woman, dressed in nothing but one of Tony’s shirts as she sloped around their living area. Another one of Tony’s bimbos that he picked up in Vegas and flown home with them. Said bimbo made her way over to the pad that led to the workshop and pressed a few buttons.
“Hey, Tony?”
“You are not authorized to access this area.” Jarvis said, making her scream and jump. Katie sniggered.
“Jesus.” the woman said.
“No, JARVIS…” Katie spoke loudly and the woman span around. “He runs the house.”
“You must be Katie…”
“And you must be Miss Saturday.” Katie shrugged, sitting on the sofa “Well, for this week anyway…”
“Christine…” she said. “We met last night…”
“Yeah I don’t bother learning names.” Katie shrugged. “They never last long enough for me to give a shit.”
At that point Pepper walked into the room holding up a clothes carrier.
“I’ve got your clothes here. They’ve been dry-cleaned and pressed, and there’s a car waiting for you outside that will take you anywhere you’d like to go.” She said, smiling at the woman.
“You must be the famous Pepper Potts.”
“Indeed I am.” Pepper smiled.
“After all these years, Tony still has you picking up the dry-cleaning.” she commented sarcastically.
“Bitch.” Katie said loudly. Christine looked at her but Pepper simply remained still and smiled, her tone pleasant and even.
“I do anything and everything that Mr. Stark requires, including, occasionally, taking out the trash.”
At that Katie choked slightly on her cereal and looked up as the smug bint’s smirk slid off her face.
“Will that be all?” Pepper asked.
Christine took the hangar and sidled off.
“Taking out the trash…” Katie grinned “Pepper that was fucking genius!”
Pepper arched an eyebrow.
“Where is my dickhead brother?”
“Where do you think?” Pepper asked.
Katie hummed and put down her empty cereal bowl before she made her way through the door Christine had been trying to unlock and down to Tony’s workshop.
“JARVIS, lower that racket…” she muttered.
“Certainly Miss Stark…” 
The noise dimmed and Tony wheeled round “Please don’t turn down my music” “Good morning to you too.” Katie rolled her eyes “Last night’s conquest has left. Pepper just threw her out.”
“Speaking of which, you are supposed to be halfway around the world right now.” Pepper appeared but Tony wasn’t listening.
“How’d she take it?” He looked at Katie. 
“Like a champ.” she shrugged.
Tony grinned and then turned to Pepper “Why are you trying to hustle me out of here?”
“Your flight was scheduled to leave an hour and a half ago.”
“That’s funny, I thought with it being my plane and all, that it would just wait for me to get there.” Tony quipped sarcastically.
“Tony, I need to speak to you about a couple things before I get you out of the door”
“Doesn’t it kind of defeat the whole purpose of having your own plane if it departs before you arrive?” Tony continue and then Pepper’s voice rose.
At that point Katie groaned and decided she needed to go to bed before she split for her own flight home and left them to it. 24 hours later she was back in London, getting the notice from Rhodey that Tony was missing…
Laughter dragged Katie back out of her memory and she wiped her eyes slightly, memories of her brother still hit her hard. She turned to catch the last of Pepper’s explanation about Dani’s ‘antics’ at a Stark Party once to which Jennifer, Emmy and Brooke were all laughing along with as Pepper glanced at Katie.
“What is she doing here anyway?”
“Well, her daughter happens to be Rori’s bestest friend in the whole world.” Katie said, repeating the words Rori used to describe Aurelia her “And of course when I asked a few parents on the invites to join, she jumped at the chance.”
There was a pause as they all continued to watch the woman as she tilted her head back and laughed at something that one of the other mom’s had said.
“Is her hair even real?” Emmy asked suddenly.
“Nope. And neither are her tits…” Jennifer mumbled. “Aint no way she’s had a kid and they’re still…” she grabbed her own breasts and hoisted them up, causing all the women to snigger into their drinks.
“Momma?” Katie spun to look at Rori who was grinning up at her mum.
“Hey sweetie” Katie smiled, crouching down “You ok now?”
Rori nodded “Please can I get a drink?”
“Course you can baby…” Katie smiled “Why don’t you go ask daddy to grab you some of the Princess Punch?”
She gave her daughter a kiss on the cheek before she skipped off down the lawn to where Steve was stood with Bucky and Sam. Katie watched as he immediately looked down when Rori tugged at his black jeans. With a huge, genuine smile he swept her up, her legs causing Steve’s sweater to ride up and at the flash of his toned stomach Katie bit her lip.
“Down girl..” Jennifer mumbled and Katie snorted.
“That obvious?”
“You’re not exactly subtle…” Pepper smirked “That’s the Stark in you.”
Behind her she heard Emmy groan before Brooke quipped “Em, not being funny, but your dad is hot.”
“Fuck off.” Emmy shot back as Brooke cackled “That’s disgusting.”
“His best friend ain’t bad either…” Jenifer mused, cocking her head to one side as Bucky reached up to gently ruffle Rori’s hair, and then tilting his head towards her as she reached to do the same to him, a huge smile spreading across his face.
“Eww.” Brooke groaned, and this time it was Emmy’s turn to laugh.
“Speaking of which, where’s Peter?” Katie turned to Emmy.
“He’s dropping May and Happy at the airport and coming down later…” she said, a faint pink tinge on her cheeks. Katie looked at Pepper, the pair of them smiling to one another. Emmy and Peter had been pretty on and off over the last 5 years but seemed to have been going pretty steady over the last 12 months.
“Which reminds me, can you tell Dad and Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee to behave?” Emmy looked at her mum “They’re always teasing Pete…” “That is a right of passage.” Pepper said wisely “Tony was a shit to Steve when he started dating Katie.” “Tony was a shit to Steve way before that.” Katie grinned “But I gotta admit, he was never that pleased about how he found out.” “Which was?” Jennifer looked her.
“He walked in and found us in the kitchen half dressed…” Katie shrugged “Was his own fault, he should have knocked instead of swanning into my apartment like he owned it.” “Yeah, I don’t…” Emmy started before she shook her head “Shut up!”
“Erm, where are you two off to?” Katie heard Pepper say and she looked up to see Morgan and Jamie half in, half out of the kitchen door.
“The den Auntie Pep.” Jamie answered. “Gonna go watch a film.”
“Least you can’t cause any trouble in there…yes, I heard.” Pepper said sternly “Another toe out of line Morgan H Stark and I’ll take you home.”
“Sorry Mom…” she said, and Pepper dismissed her.
Katie smiled again and her attention turned back to the party. She glanced over the garden and was just about to head down to mingle again, not wanting to leave the rest of the parents feeling awkward when a certain blonde haired tramp caught her attention. She watched her for a moment as she walked over to Steve and then stiffened slightly as she touched his arm, but then she stepped way over the line.
“Oh hell no bitch…” Katie’s eyes narrowed as she saw Dani kiss Steve’s cheek.
“Kick her ass mom…” Emmy mumbled.
“Hold my beer…” Katie said, before she paused “Actually, on second thoughts… I’ll take the beer with me…”
“$50 dollars says Trashbag is leaving here in a box…” Brooke quipped. Pepper, Jennifer and Emmy all sniggered.
********
After getting Rori a glass of punch and retrieving another 3 beers for him, Sam and Bucky, Steve headed back across the lawn, Rori still following him.
“Daddy…” she spoke again.
“Yeah?” he looked at her.
“What are tits?”
Steve choked on his beer and heard Sam’s guffawing laughter from the side of him, punctuated by Bucky’s snorts.
“Ermmm…” Steve wiped at his sweater where his beer had slopped down the front and racked his brains “They’re a type of bird…” The laugher and snorts grew even louder. Steve looked at Rori who was frowning before she shook her head “Why would Aurelia’s mommy have fake birds?”
At that Sam began to cough, and Steve looked at him. He was doubled over, slapping his knees. Bucky was wiping his eyes and gave Steve a thumbs up. “Fake birds, I can’t…”  Bucky’s hand fell to Sam’s back as the pair of them continued to laugh.
“I don’t know…” Steve looked at Rori. “Who said that anyway?”
“Jennifer.” she said, and Steve rolled his eyes and glanced over at his wife who was stood, looking out over the garden. “Well Jennifer is just being silly.” Steve looked back at Rori “Don’t worry about it.”
Rori accepted his answer and ran off.
“You can stop laughing now.” he turned to his friends.
“Man, I love your kids.” Bucky said as Sam straightened up, wiping his eyes.
“Yeah well right now they’re behaving better than their mother.” Steve frowned.
“I dare you to say that to her face.” Bucky smirked “And whilst you’re at it, you can tell Jennifer you think she’s silly…”
Steve shook his head “I’m quite attached to my balls thanks, and I’d like to keep it that way.”
“Good luck with that…” Sam said, “Blonde haired real estator at 12 o’clock.”
Steve let out a silent groan, he really didn’t need this.
“Steve…” he felt an hand on his arm.
“Yeah?” he turned to face Dani, polite as always.
“I’m sorry about before,I didn’t want to get the kids into trouble.”
“Don’t worry about it.” Steve shrugged “Jamie and Morgan are a handful together.”
Dani laughed, and then stood on her tip toes to kiss his cheek. Steve hadn’t seen that coming. He stepped away slightly and gave her a smile as she looked at him.
“Well, Aurelia was really upset so thank you for sorting it out…”
“Wife…6 o’clock…” Bucky mumbled. But he needn’t have bothered, Steve knew his wife was behind him even before she slipped her arms round his waist, the hand that wasn’t clutching the beer bottle gently slipping under his black sweater, rubbing his stomach softly. He smiled to himself, knowing full well she was here to make a point, and gently placed his large hand over hers.
“Hey beautiful.” he said softly and Katie felt that fire in her belly light even more at his soft words.
“Hey…” she mumbled, pressing her face into his back, gently kissing between his shoulder blades through his sweater before she moved and slid into the space under his arm, placing herself between him and Dani. Steve rolled his eyes at his wife’s passive aggressive display of possessiveness and glanced at Sam who was grinning ear to ear, watching the exchange.
“You know, Mrs Rogers…” Dani smiled at Katie, ”I was just wondering if we were past the formalities of using our surnames now seeing as our daughters are inseparable? ”
She started to laugh and Katie continued to smile before she replied “Nope, I’m good with Mrs Rogers thanks.
Sam started to cough, which was clearly to cover up a laugh. Steve looked at him to see him smirking ear to ear.
“How’s your husband?” Katie looked Dani. “I don’t see him…”
“We’re not together anymore.” Dani said, her smile faltering slightly
“Oh, sorry to her that.” Katie replied, although her tone said otherwise “Guess he wasn’t a fan of you touching what doesn’t belong to you either.”
Dani’s face slipped, but luckily for her one of the other mom’s called her name and she excused herself. Katie watched her go before she felt Steve move his arm from her shoulders.
“That was mean.” he looked at Katie, his brow furrowed.
“I don’t like people touching my stuff…” Katie shrugged.
“You’re a fucking brat.” Steve said sternly, his face displaying no humour. Katie was completely unabashed by his tone and shrugged again
“I warned her last time I’d snap her hand off. She got off lightly.”
With that she turned and walked back towards Pepper and Jennifer. Steve watched her go, his face flushed with anger at her childish display.
“Damned…” Bucky whistled out. “I know you said she could be vicious, Steve, but wow…”
“I think that’s called marking your territory.” Sam quipped as Steve shook his head, the nerve in his jaw twitching.
“It’s called being rude.” He said, before he drained his beer and tossed the empty into one of the recycling tubs by the table “Scuse me fellas, I need to go have a word with my wife…” Bucky and Sam watched as he strode across the lawn, hand pushing his hair back off his face. He reached Katie, acknowledge the women before he gently wrapped his hand around her arm and bent to speak into her ear. She looked at him, frowned, and then allowed him to lead her inside.
“So now they’re gonna have a row and then angry sex, right?” Bucky looked at Sam. Sam nodded.
“Totally…shall we join the ladies?”
“Good idea.” Bucky agreed.
*******
“Uh oh Dad’s approaching…” Emmy said to her mum.
“Is he pissed?” Katie asked, grimacing slightly. As soon as he’d chastised her before she knew he wouldn’t leave it there and she was going to get a lecture about her attitude.
“He’s wearing his Captain’s face…” Emmy wrinkled her nose.
“Shit…”
“A word, inside now…” Steve’s voice was quiet, calm and level as he gently gripped Katie’s arm, but she recognised the icy tone it carried. Frowning slightly, she let him take her hand as he led her inside and through to the lounge. Steve shut the door behind him and Katie watched him, cocking her head to the side.
“Was there any need for that?” he said looking at her.
“For what?”
“You know damned well what.” he said, his voice still low as he raised an eyebrow “What you said to Dani, it was rude.”
“Whatever.” Katie rolled her eyes.
“Don’t roll your eyes at me…”
“Don’t speak to me like I’m one of the kids…” she shot back, her voice slightly louder.
“Well stop acting like one of them.” Steve’s hands dropped to his hips. “The dig about her husband was awful, you do realise he cheated on her right?”
Katie’s face slipped a little “No, I didn’t…but, hang on, how do you know that?”
“She told me, the other week when I dropped Aurelia off home.”
“Oh so you’re like friends now, she confiding in you?”  Katie’s tone was steely.
“No, she just mentioned that she was grateful for us having Aurelia because she’d had an appointment with the solicitor. So maybe, just maybe you should think about apologising.”
“Piss off…” Katie laughed in disbelief. “She kissed you on the cheek…”
“And?” Steve frowned “You forget that plenty of guys do that to you…”
“My or our friends, yeah. She is NOT my friend Steve…”
“Do you seriously feel that threatened by her you have to be so downright nasty?”
“I’m not threatened…look, like I said before, I told her last time she touched my stuff again and I’d snap her wrist. She got off lightly.”
Steve shook his head at his wife, he loved the bones of this woman but sometimes her behaviour drove him up the wall. She could be so petty and obtuse it was ridiculous.
Rogers by name, Stark by nature.
There was a tense silence which Katie broke.
“Are we arguing still?”
Steve sighed “I’m not arguing with you, I’m just pointing out I think you were out of line. If you don’t think you were then that’s your prerogative.” Katie hummed, before she grinned and looked at him “Wanna go fuck in the Camero like last time?”
Steve shook his head, she was unbelievable.
“No.” he said simply, turning to open the door. But Katie wasn’t giving up that easily.
“Shame, because I’m not wearing any panties.”
Ok so that got Steve’s attention. He let out an inward groan as frankly, that sex they’d had in the garage after the previous Dani incident had been hot as fuck but no, he wasn’t giving in here. What was it she always told the kids? “Actions have consequences”
Damned right they do sweetheart.
He turned back to face her, his back pressing to the door as he glanced down at his hands, the sleeves on his sweater were rolled up slightly exposing his forearms. He raised his gaze to meet that of his wife’s and damned, he nearly caved, because she really did turn him on more than she would ever know. But right now, he wasn’t giving her what she wanted.
He sighed and repeated his earlier statement to her “Such a fucking brat.” before he turned and walked out of the room.
Katie remained where she was, stunned. For the first time ever, in their 16 years of being together she had failed to seduce her man.
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heartjwi · 4 years
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the boy next door » zhong chenle
GENRE | neighbor!au + fluff
SUMMARY | he’s team captain and you’re on the bleachers. you watched as the perfect boy run around wishing he was yours and little did you know he was hoping for the same thing.
A/N | bro jock!chenle,,, i’m gone + this sounds like a cheesy netflix movie and i’m here for it and yes its inspired by taylor swift what about it ++ happy late birthday my dude
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zhong chenle, the boy next door. 
it’s hard to hate him. i mean, why would you hate on someone who was literally sent by the heavens?
your story starts with moving into the new neighborhood. you remember it like it was just yesterday. you held your stuff that was kept in a box and stared at the tall doors in front of you. “cheers to new beginnings” you whispered to yourself. 
a boy suddenly appears within your vision. you jumped, almost dropping your box but thanks to the boy’s fast reflex, he caught the box in time. but also brushing your hands by accident. “oh! sorry about that” the boy apologises, a nervous grin plastered on his face. you let out a cheery laugh, making the boy’s ears perk up. “it’s fine, no biggie” you smiled. 
the boy smiles back and holds out his hand for you to shake. “i’m guessing you’re new. i’m chenle by the way” you looked at his hand then back to him again for a bit. it took a moment for chenle to realize that you were still holding the box. “jesus christ” he reacts, taking the box away from your hands. “thank you” you laughed, “i’m y/n.” 
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due to chenle’s friendly personality, it didn’t take a while for the two of you to become friends. here he was in your room, helping you with your stuff. 
“so where does this go?” chenle asks, picking up a box filled with funko pops. “over there beside my vanity” you point towards an empty shelf. chenle scoots over to the shelf and opens the box. he let out a small gasp. you turned your attention to him, “what?” you ask.
“you have such a collection” he says in awe, taking a funko pop out of the box. you felt your cheeks redden. “uh yeah, it’s a hobby of mine to collect, what about you? what’s your collection?” you ask. chenle grins, “i collect basketball shoes. you should see them sometime” he says smugly. “will do” you giggled.
“is that all of them?” chenle looks down at you, wiping the sweat on his forehead. “yep, that’s all of them!” you clapped your hands excitedly. “my room is finally finished!” you squealed, satisfied with the outcome of everything. this was your ultimate dream room. “heck yeah!” you turn to chenle and gave him a high five.
“oh shit i forgot but mom told me to tell you that you and your family are invited tonight” he tells you casually, holding the door knob on the front door. “what for?” you ask. chenle rolls his eyes playfully, “well duh? to meet the new neighbors aka you” he ruffles your hair. “hey!” you slapped his hand away. “i’ll get going now since it’s time to play some hoops. i’ll see you later okay?” he opens the door and jogs out, waving at you. 
“see you” you smiled to yourself, watching chenle run back to his house. ‘i think i’m gonna like it here’ you thought to yourself after spending the whole afternoon decorating your room with chenle. 
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you and your family reached the zhong household. his mom opened the door and welcomed you with open arms. “welcome to the neighborhood” she envelops you into a warm hug and leads you guys to the dining area where his dad was waiting in.
“so you must be mr. and mrs. (l/n)!” chenle’s dad shakes your parents’ hands. “and you must be their daughter, y/n.. am i right?” his dad laughs, also shaking your hand. you nod and got into your seat after your parents. “my son helped you move in your things right? he’s such a helpful kid.” his dad continues, smiling at the thought of his son helping around.
“yep. he stayed for the entire afternoon to help me move my stuff in” you smiled. as on cue, chenle walks in all sweaty in his basketball jersey. “oh hey you made it!” he grins, bouncing the ball around the kitchen floor. “chenle! what did i say about playing inside!” his mom shrieks, shooing him away after giving her a kiss on the cheek. “and go take a shower! don’t you see we have guests over?” his mom continues to scold him. 
chenle laughs and complies anyway. “sorry about that. he’s so playful” his mother laughs, places down the main dish for tonight. chenle walks in a little later, fresh showered with some sweats on. he sits next to you and starts a conversation.
“it’s gonna get boring in here in a few since mom and dad are gonna tell the history of this neighborhood or something so it’s better if we head upstairs or to the theater room” chenle whispers to you. your eyes widened at the part he says ‘theater room’
did i mention the moment you walked in his house it was twice as large as your house next door?
his mom announces that it was time to eat and a little after that, the adults started to have a conversation on their own. “told ya. let’s head upstairs” chenle whispers again. chenle stands up from his seat and excuses himself. “y/n and i are gonna head upstairs” he tells no one in particular. he grabs your hand and drags you up the stairs.
you two stop at a door with a popcorn sticker on it. “what movie do you wanna see?” he turns his attention to you. “anything” you reply. “let’s watch ‘we’re the millers’” he opens the door and inside was a giant tv screen with multiple comfy sofas.
“jesus christ dude” you react in awe. chenle smirks at your reaction. “now you can come over whenever you’d like!” he tells you excitedly. you sat in the middle row, having the seat all to yourself as chenle plops down on the bean bags right in front of the tv.
chenle grabs the remote and opens netflix. you winced at the bright screen and adjusted your eyes to it. chenle finally found the movie and played it.
you felt your eyes go heavy the more you watch the movie due to the cold atmosphere their ac provided and of course the ever so comfortable sofa you were lying on. you decided it would be nice to rest your eyes for a bit and with that, you fell into deep slumber. the last thing you remember was feeling someone drape a throw blanket on top of you before you were knocked out. 
chenle woke you up a little later telling you that your parents left. you sat up in the couch, mind still a little hazy after that good nap you just had. remembering you weren’t in your own house, you quickly finger combed your hair and wiped any possible drool you had. chenle laughs at your reaction, muttering “cute” before accompanying you back to your house.
“you didn’t watch the movie” chenle pouts, walking you to your house. “i already watched it a million times” you laughed. “i’m guessing you won’t be sleeping anytime soon since you just took a nap” he nudges you on the shoulder. “i guess you’re right” you grin. chenle whips out his phone and hands it to you. “give me your number we’ll be late night text buddies” 
you typed in your number and you asked him to do the same thing. you two finally reached your house. “i’ll see you in school?” chenle hopes. you nod. “goodnight chenle” you smile at him before entering inside your house. “goodnight y/n! see you tomorrow” he chirps, walking back to his place.
first day of school doesn’t sound that bad anymore
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you made sure to wake up extra early for your first day in school. you prepared all your stuff the night before due to you taking a nap hours before. here you were sipping on your first cup of iced coffee for the day and going to your new school. 
you entered the school and felt eyes were on you. you were the new kid on the block after all. you got your schedule and your locker number. you managed to find your locker earlier than expected and placed your the books you didn’t need inside. 
when you closed the door, you see chenle leaning on the lockers making you jump. “jesus christ chenle” you put a hand on your chest. “hi” he greets. you looked at the people passing by the hallway and they seem to be staring at you and chenle. you looked at chenle’s outfit and noticed he was wearing a varsity jacket.
“like what you see?” chenle laughs, striking a pose. you pushed his shoulder lightly. “i was observing what you are.. and based on my observations you’re a jock” you laugh. chenle shrugs, “i guess? let me give you a tour around school” chenle grabs your hand and drags you else where.
thankfully you have all your classes with chenle and despite being late in class on the first day of school, your teachers gave you a pass today but for chenle’s case, apparently it was his last and final warning. now the two of you were heading to the cafeteria.
“i swear that teacher just hates me” chenle dramatically sighs, almost pulling a troy bolton in the middle of the hallway. “well maybe you’re just a slowpoke” you joked. chenle sent a death glare towards your direction. you held up your hands in defense. “chill” 
chenle then leads you towards a specific table where you see around 5 boys were sitting in. “yo chenle!” one boy calls. “WHO IS THAT WITH HIM” another yells. “jesus christ hyuck. tone it down a bit” another butts in, smacking the boy who yelled earlier. 
“don’t mind them, it’s normal for them to hit each other” chenle whispers as you two approach the table. “hey guys” chenle greets, giving the 5 boys a bro hug. “this my new friend AND neighbor, y/n” chenle introduces to you to the 5 boys. “hi” “hello” they chorused.
you memorized the guys’ names and sat in between chenle, jaemin and hyuck while jisung, renjun and jeno sat in front of you. “so y/n” renjun opens a conversation. “how was your first day so far?” he asked. you looked at chenle who was looking right back at you before answering. “well, chenle showed me around and got us late but since i was new, the teachers let me off the hook but sadly for our chenle, he was given his last warning” you explained.
the boys burst out laughing and started teasing chenle. “you guys shut up!” chenle whines making the boys tease him even more.
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within one month, you managed to fit in and made a new circle of friends which consisted of renjun, jeno, haechan, jaemin, chenle and jisung. they enjoyed your company as much as you enjoyed theirs. everything was great and was falling into place.
you also learned that chenle was in fact the team captain of the school’s basketball team. you’ve been to his games and even practices during weekends. making people speculate that you two were a couple.
“are you sure you and chenle aren’t dating?” jisung asked for the nth time tonight. “again jisung, no we’re not” you affirmed, hugging your body from the cold breeze “yeah right, you’re even wearing his hoodie that he wore earlier today just before the game started” jisung murmurs. “jisung i will smack you” you threatened. jisung raises his hands up in defense, “oh i’m so scared” he mocks. 
“hello children” jaemin and jeno slides in beside the two of you. “what are you two doing?” jeno chuckles, looking at your angry face. “he said that i’m dating chenle when i’m not!” you pointed fingers at jisung. “you’re not dating him?” they exclaim in unison. you groaned, putting on the hood from chenle’s hoodie and pulling the strings to hide your face.
your school’s team won thanks to chenle and everyone decided to go celebrate at his house since his parents were out of town. chenle rode with his team while the rest of you packed into jaemin’s convertible and sped off back to his place.
by the time you reached his house, it was already filled with students. you all walked inside to see people drinking and chenle was no where to be seen. “okay so, for jisung and y/n, no drinking” renjun announces. “i wasn’t planning to anyway” you muttered, jisung shrugs and doesn’t say anything else. “also jeno you’re on driver duty” renjun adds. jeno whines but nods anyway. 
chenle suddenly appeared out of no where by surprising you from behind. “boo!” he grabs your waist making you scream. you latched onto jisung out of embarrassment when you realized it was just chenle. “scaredy cat” chenle teases you. you rolled your eyes at him and poked your tongue out. 
“congrats my dude” haechan comes forward and gives him a hug. “stephen curry is shaking in his boots” haechan exclaimed making everyone laugh as per usual. “well anyway, thank you guys for coming” chenle expresses his gratitude. “no, thank YOU for winning the game” jaemin slaps him on the back and makes kissy faces in front of chenle, making him cringe. “ew hyung” 
hours later, everyone in the group slowly bounced. jisung went home early since he was bored and chenle was busy talking to other people leaving you alone since jeno, jaemin, renjun and hyuck were all drinking. 
you sat by the pool area they had. since there was almost no people here which you were thankful for. it was hella noisy inside that you couldn’t even hear your own voice. you stared at your reflection on the pool and just started daydreaming.
chenle was entertaining almost everyone in his house. each person congratulating him for his winning shot but something still feels empty within him. he suddenly remembered that he hasn’t talked to you all night and suddenly feels guilty about it.
he looked around his enormous house to look for you but nothing. he can’t call jisung since he knows he left earlier cause he was bored. he can’t even ask his four hyungs since they were all drinking downstairs. feeling defeated, chenle walks back to the kitchen to grab himself some punch where he was approached by minhee. 
chenle was minhee’s long time crush. she liked him since third grade and the fact that their families were already close friends to begin with, it was hard to avoid her. it was obvious that minhee likes chenle but chenle just likes to pretend he never knew about her crush on him.
“hey lele” minhee smiles widely at chenle. chenle stands awkwardly while pouring himself some punch. “hey min” he greets casually. “congrats on the game by the way, i was watching the entire time” minhee starts a conversation. chenle nods slowly, looking at the window, wondering where you were. “so i was thinking if you could accompany me to the movies tomorrow? to watch the latest movie out” 
chenle cringes knowing it was her way to ask him out. “oh, i’m sorry min but i have things to do tomorrow” chenle declines as nice as possible without hurting her feelings. minhee, feeling dejected smiles sadly. “oh.. okay” 
chenle suddenly sees the back of your head by the pool, instantly he felt relieved seeing you still around. “i’ll get going now minhee. see you around” chenle waves goodbye to his friend before making his way to the pool.
you felt presence behind you. you turned around and see it was chenle. “what are doing out here alone hmm?” he smiles down at you, before sitting right next to you. “it’s quiet here, it’s peaceful” you reply, smiling to yourself. chenle hums, “well, i was looking for you” your heart skipped a beat when you heard him say that. “well, you found me” 
after talking to chenle for awhile, you started feeling sleepy, you rested your head on his shoulder making him freeze. “congrats by the way” you murmured. chenle didn’t say anything but he rested his head on top of yours. 
“let’s get you home okay?” chenle mumbled, pulling you up with him. “okay” you giggled. chenle leads you out of his backyard and walks you home again.
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after that night, you and chenle were closer than ever.
you started going to school with chenle. his parents finally allowed him to use the car and now chenle picks you up and drops you off everyday. 
“did anyone drop you off last saturday night?” jaemin, being the mother figure he is, was concerned for your well being. “yeah. chenle walked me home” you inform him. everyone in the table stopped eating and eyed you and chenle suspiciously. “what” chenle blurts.
before anyone could react, minhee suddenly sat beside chenle. “hey” she greets everyone. everyone’s attention turned to minhee at that very moment. “uh hello?” renjun eyes her down. “what are you doing here?” jisung asked. minhee looked at him like he was crazy. “can i not sit here?” she claimed. 
“we’re not even your friends” hyuck murmured, loud enough for you to hear making you burst out laughing. “what’s so funny?” minhee looked at you and hyuck specifically. “nothing” you say quickly, making her raise her brow at you.
“oh i haven’t met you yet, who are you?” she asked yet again. ‘does this girl even stop asking?’ you thought to yourself, blowing a strand of hair away from your face. “i think you haven’t. i’m y/n” you introduced yourself. “oh, i’m minhee if you didn’t know.” she holds her hand out for you to shake which you blatantly ignored.
“i’m chenle’s girlfriend by the way” she suddenly claims making everyone in the table stop what they were doing. your heart sank to your stomach and without a second thought, you stood up and walked away with jisung following close behind. 
chenle spat out his drink alongside everyone else in the table. “what the fuck did you just say.” hyuck screams before erupting into laughter. “minhee, what the hell i don’t even like you” chenle stands up. at this point by standers were watching the entire thing go down. minhee also stands up and tried to hold chenle’s arm but he just swatted her away.
“you fucked up big time, minhee. let’s just get this straight. i don’t fucking like you” chenle defends himself. it was hard not to hurt minhee’s feelings but he needed to set things straight with his childhood friend. minhee scoffs and runs away in embarrassment. 
chenle sits back down and releases the air he’s been holding in. “wait.. where’s y/n and jisung?” chenle notices two empty spots around him. jeno points towards the open cafeteria door. “fuck” chenle mutters before running after the two of you. 
“i don’t like him.. i really don’t..” you paced around the hallway while jisung was watching you like a madman. “but why am i so hurt at the fact he has a girlfriend” you rambled on. you turned to jisung and shook his shoulders. “tell me, this is normal right? i just care for him hehe” you tried to convince yourself you didn’t like chenle. 
“listen, it’s so painfully obvious how much you two like each other. with the whole neighbor scenario too like you fall in love with your cute next door neighbor. i used to read that back in the day but i didn’t expect for it to happen to my own friends. so just do us all a favor and confess your feelings to him” jisung advised, rubbing your shoulder in a friendly manner. 
you pushed his hand away and buried your head to his chest. “but- do i like him or do i like like him.. this is hard” you whined. “he has a girlfriend too”
“she’s not my girlfriend” chenle butts in your conversation. you snap your head towards his direction. “told you” jisung huffs. you shushed jisung and didn’t dare to make eye contact with chenle. “okay that’s good to know” you laughed nervously as you hear chenle’s footsteps get closer.
chenle moves you away from jisung and gives you a hug. “just for the record, i like like you too” he whispers into your hair making your face red as a tomato.
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feisty-fae · 4 years
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If you still do the flower ask thingys.. 👉👈 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙜𝙤 :)
HoooH boY hEre we gO-
Alisons: Sexuality?
I sexually identify as a can of beans
Amaranth: Pronouns/Gender?
Cis female she/her
Amaryllis: Birthday?
27 September
Anemone: Favorite flower?
All flowers pretty,, but stargazer lily, rose, dahlia and cherry blossoms
Angelonia: Favorite t.v. show?
I don't watch tv but I'll list some other stuff i like to watch:mha, beastars and aggretsuko
Arum-Lily: What’s the farthest you’d go for a stranger?
Idk depends on scenario??
Aster: What’s one of your favorite quotes?
"Kanye West he likes, fingers in his ass."
Aubrieta: Favorite drink?
Any Milkshakes or smoothies (mostly banana and strawberry for milkshake and p much anything for smoothie)
Baby’s Breath: Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
I've never had kith
Balsam Fir: Have you ever been in love?
Well you see yes but actually no
Baneberries: Favorite song?
I listen to a lot but to keep it short:baby in the kitchen, in my mouth and friends slowed (chase atlantic)
Basket of Gold: Describe your family.
We p chill fam
Beebalm: Do you have a best friend? Who is it?
Irl bestie,, shes not on tumblr lol
Begonia: Favorite color?
PinKKK
But i like most colours
Bellflower: Favorite animal?
Cats,,,,
FoxES,
ANYTHING CUDDLY AND CUTE
Bergenia: Are you a morning or night person?
Night
Black-Eyed Susan: If you could be any animal for a day, what would it be?
I'd be like a doggo bc it would be the most fun i think-
Bloodroots: When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I wanted to be a vet but then when my granny asked me "but whos gonna clean up the animal poop?" I was like "eWW pO0pP!" and then decided that mayb i shouldn't be a vet
Bluemink: What are your thoughts on children?
They're either really kind and sweet
Or literal demons from hell
Legit no inbetween
Blazing Stars: What are you afraid of? Is there a reason why?
I'm afraid of lot of things-
Borage: Give a random fact about your childhood.
I was one dumbass bitcg-
Bugleherb: How would you spend your last day on Earth?
Idk eat pizza and cry or smth ajakamkw
Buttercup: Relationship Status?
Single
Camelia: If you could visit anywhere, where would you want to go?
NEW YORKKK, CONCRETE JUNGLE WHERE DREAMS ARE MADE OFFF THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN'T DO NOW YOU'RE IN NEW YOOORKKK
Candytufts: When do you feel most loved?
When someone hugs me or just generally spends time with me
Canna: Do you have any tattoos?
Nop
Canterbury Bells: Do you have any piercings?
I used to have piercings when i was a bab but eHh haven't worn them since and i dont think my ear holes are big enough now-
California Poppy: Height?
4'10 grrr I'm the omega midget and I'll devour ur ankles
Cardinal Flower: Do you believe in ghosts?
Nop
Carnation: What are you currently wearing?
Pant, pink top and black hoodie
Catnip: Have you ever slept with a nightlight?
I think i have??
Chives: Who was the last person you hugged?
My mom and my dad
Chrysanthemum: Who’s the last person you kissed?
I never kith
Cock’s Comb: Favorite font?
I dont have one so imma say sans bc it always looks out of place and makes me laugh-
Columbine: Are you tired?
No
I feel like screaming and jumping around my room like a crackhead
Common Boneset: What are you looking forward to?
Nothing in particular ig
Coneflower: Dream job?
Smth kinda fun and art or design related hopefully,,,,
Crane’s-Bill: Introvert or extrovert?
Introvert but i also get lonley easily
Crocus: Have you ever been in love?
Nop,,,,
Crown Imperial: What’s the farthest you would go for someone you care about?
I would get run over by 5 monster trucks, jump off a plane, get mauled by 10 bears, get trampled on by a stampede, get brutally tortured for 12 hours straight, yeet myself into the Grand Canyon and then break all my bones with my bare hands if they weren't broken already
Ok basically i care a lot
Cyclamen: Did you have a favorite stuffed animal as a child? What was it?
I had this st bernard plush called Sparky and this lion named Sammy,,
Daffodil: What’s your zodiac sign?
Libra
Dahlia: Have you done anything worth remembering?
My memory is legit so bad it's probably concerning uHHH
Daisy: What do you feel is your greatest accomplishment?
Mayb art??
Daylily: What would you do if your parents didn’t like your partner(s)?
Ehhh i might reason with them and then if they still disagreed I'd just keep the relationship a secret
Dendrobium: Who is the last person that you said “I love you” to?
My parents
False Goat’s Beard: What is something you are good at?
Ehhh arT
Foxgloves: What’s something you’re bad at?
EhhHh everything that isn't art-
Freesia: What are three good things that have happened in the past month?
Oh boy here comes my shitty memory-
Hmmm
Idk but I'm mostly happy that I've been more social and stuff and i feel like im kinda coming out of my shell a bit
Not sure what to say for other 2 bc nothing in particular has really happend?
Garden Cosmos: How was your day today?
Ehhh oK??
Gardenia: Are you happy with where you’re at in your life?
Mayhapsn't
Gladiolus: What is something you hope to do in the next year or two?
I hope to pass all my exams and get an okish job mayb
Glory-of-the-Snow: What are ten things that make you happy/you’re grateful to have in your life?
1.fRIENBS ILY MY HABIBIS
2. Fammm
3. eHhh yummy food,,
4. Drawing and uhhh art
5. EPIC MUTUALS
6. Ok idk what else aside from like serious stuff like house and etc.-
Heliotropium: What helps you calm down when you feel stressed?
Drawing, crying, venting to a friend/parent
Hellebore: How do you show affection?
Hugssss,kith,cuddle, *draws u stuff*
Hoary Stock: What are you proudest of?
MmmmmMy aRRt?
Hollyhock: Describe your ideal day.
Wake up
Don't go to school
Vibe with friends
Sleeb
Hyacinth: What do you like to do in your free time?
MmMmMM aRT-
Hydrangea: How long have you known your best friend? How did you meet them?
Ehh 8yrs? We met in hell school
Irises: Who can you talk to about (almost) everything?
Friendos
Mom
Laceleaf: How many friends do you have?
6..?? Aa idk theres some people that idk if they'd consider me a friend or not,,
Lantanas: What’s the best compliment you’ve ever received?
Idk any compliment is best compliment for me,,
Larkspur: What do you think of yourself?
Ew yucky gröss
Lavender: What’s your favorite thing about yourself?
m y a r t
Also my hair bc its soft and wavy,,
Leather Flower: What’s your least favorite thing about yourself?
Everything else-
Lilac: What’s something you liked to do as a child?
Climb trees and do dumb shit
Lily: Who was your best friend when you were a kid?
Same irl bestie i mentioned before
Lily of the Incas: What is something you still feel guilty for?
MmmmmmMMM,,,
Lily of the Nile: What is something you feel guilty for that you shouldn’t feel guilty about?
MMMmMMmMMMMmmmMMm,,,,,,
Lupine: What does your name mean? Why is that your name?
Well I chose Fae bc i thought it sounded pretty
Marigold: Where did you grow up? Tell us about it.
Idk what to rlly say lmao
Morning Glory: What was your bedroom like growing up?
Kinda the same but i had toys everywhere-
Also when i was like 5 i had this legit fucking cursed thomas the tank engine shaped bed that i actually found a pic of but it's FUCKING HORRIFYING SO I PROBS WONT SHOW HERE-
Mugworts: What was it like for you as a teenager? Did you enjoy your teenage years?
EW BEING A TEENAGER SUCKS ASS HOW DO I UNDO????
Norwegian Angelica: Tell us about your mom.
Hi mom ily ur epic
Onions: Tell about your dad.
Hi dad ily ur epic
Orchid: Tell about your grandparents.
Omg i miss my grannies sm bc i couldn't see em this year bc nasty pandemic
Pansy: What was your most memorable birthday? What made it be so memorable?
Haha shit memory gor brrRR-
I don't really remember too many specific parties but when i was like 7-10 i had these epic parties in those birthday places with the giant play areas
I kinda wish i wasn't too old to go to them sobs
Peony: What was your first job?
I haven't had a job yet
Petunia: If you’re in a relationship, how did you meet your partner(s)? If you’re not in a relationship, how did you meet your crush/how do you hope to meet your future partner(s), if you want any?
Hmmmm idk? I haven't really thought abt that but i don't really mind i just wanna find someone to vibe with,,
Pincushion: How do you deal with pain?
I cri
Pink: Where is home?
Home is home home
Plantain Lilies: If you could go back in time, what is one thing you would stop/change?
Now where do i start...
Prairie Gentian: Who is someone you look up to? Describe them.
I look up to people that are kind, caring, brave, funny, cool or stronger than me ig?
Primrose: Describe your ideal life.
Basically my current life minus school, stress,pandemic and responsibilities lmao
Rhodendron: What is something you used to believe in as a child?
I used to believe in ghosts after i thought i encountered one
Ricinus: Who’s the most important in your life?
Hermmmst
Rose: What’s your favorite sound?
Peoples laughsss also music
Rosemallows: What’s your favorite memory?
Bro i dont have one,, my aphantasia makes it hard for me to remember stuff-
Sage: What’s your least favorite memory?
A
Snapdragon: At this moment, what do you want?
I wantttt better chargersss thattt donttt telll meee thatt myyy tablett will finishh chargingg innn 1 dayy andd 7 hoursss
St. John’s Wort: Is it easy or difficult for you to express how you feel about things?
Kinda difficult but im opening up more
Sunflower: What is something you don’t want to imagine life without?
fRIENDS,,,,,wAh
Sweet Pea: How much sleep did you get last night?
8 hrs
Tickseed: What’s your main reason to get up every morning?
Idk ig i kinda have to go to school and do stuff
Touch-Me-Not: How do you feel about your current job?
Non existant
Transvaal Daisy: What’s your favorite item of clothing?
My black and white stripy top, and all my hoodiess
Tropical White Morning Glory: Describe your aesthetic.
I don't think i have just one aesthetic bc im drawn to so many different aesthetics at the same time-
Like vintage, neon, dark, spoopy, pastel, cute, etc etc
Tulip: What would be the best present to get you?
OMG I LEGIT JUST SCREAM AT ANYTHING ANYONE GIVES ME-
IF SOMEONE GOES OUT OF THEIR WAY TO MAKE ME SMTH I CRY,,
Vervain: What’s stressing you out most right now?
🤏
Wisteria: How many books have you read in the past few months? What were they called?
I haven't been reading anythinggg
But i should really finish reading Percy Jackson bc it do be picking up dust-
Wolf’s Bane: Where do you want to be in life this time next year?
Everywhere
Yarrow: Do you know what vore is?
Mmm yummy 👅
Zinnia: Give a random fact about yourself.
I am currently living and breathing yes
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twinklecheeks · 5 years
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Friends With Benefits (Jeff Wittek Imagine) Part 2
Summary: Jeff and Y/N have been hooking up for a while. The whole vlog squad assumes they’re dating and Y/N does too but Jeff doesn’t like labels. He eventually starts to express interest in Natalie.
Note: Planning on making this a multiple part series, depending on how good it does. You’re 21 & Latina in this (maybe) series. Also, I’d like to apologize for the typos, if there is any. I’m just illiterate lmao.
Warnings! pregnancy, abortion? mentions of sex.
Part 1
Word Count: 2.4k
Y/n doesn’t know what to do. A million scenarios were going on in your head. “What if I tell him and he doesn’t want it? What if I never tell him and I get an abortion? I mean my body, my choice, right? What if I leave youtube, pull off a Kylie Jenner and reveal it to the world when it’s born? What if I put it up for adoption? Would I choose a closed adoption or an open adoption?” As all these scenarios are running through your head, the doctor asks if you want pictures. “Ummm yeah sure.” This just feels like a nightmare to y/n. The doctor is ready to discharge you and you take an uber home. You feel a buzz in your pocket and it was a text from David. “Hey you should come over and film tonight. We’re messing around with helium and stuff that messes with your voice.” You were about to say yes until you remembered that you were with child. Helium is probably not the best for pregnancy…. “Sorry I can’t come today. Not feeling too well.” “Damn maybe tomorrow. I pulled a prank of Jason’s new tesla and I need some reactions.” “Sure, I’ll be there.” You finally arrive home and you just feel super overwhelmed. Your anxiety already fucks with you at random times and now add the pregnancy hormones, that just sounds like a recipe for disaster. You decide to text Carly and Erin in y’alls gc. They have basically been you best friends since you’ve been a part of the vlog squad but you don’t know if they’ll be pissed once you reveal your secret relationship w/ Jeff. “Heyy, can you guys come over rn? I have to tell you guys a secret and you’re the only people I can trust at the moment.” Erin: “Sure. Well be there in like an hour or so. Carly and I are filming a bit with David. Probably won’t take long.” “Okay great. See you later.” Carly reads the messages from her phone and whispers “sounds serious, what do you think she’s gonna tell us?” “I don’t know. Just hope she isn’t dying or something.”
You say to yourself, “Since Carly and Erin are gonna be here in an hour, I should get pregnancy tests from the store. Just hope no fans recognize me.” You try to dress incognito and you remembered you had some expensive ass wigs in you closet (you’re a boujee ass college student lol) Once you glue the wig on, you get in your tesla (like the tesla Carly has) and you head to target. You have your hood up and sunglasses on like you’re some sort of fbi agent or something. You head to the aisle the pregnancy tests are in and see the condoms right by there and you mumble to yourself “if you woulda just taken the time to come to target and buy those, you wouldn’t be in this mess you dumb bitch.” You grab a couple of the electronic pregnancy tests cause like my bio says “i radiate dumb bitch energy.” You get home, take off the wig and read the text that says they’re 5 minutes away.
*Carly and Erin pov*
“How much you wanna bet that she has a thing for someone in the squad.” “CARLY.”
*Y/n pov*
You hear a knock at the door “heyyy” you say in an awkward tone. Erin sees the hospital bracelets on your wrist. “Oh god you are dying” Y/n: “ERIN WHAT THE-  NO ARE YOU CRAZY” All of you head to the couch and you have a hard time telling them so you say it really fast “SooooIjustfoundouti’mpregantandyou’regonnabeauntsmaybe.” Carly didn’t catch any of that but all Erin heard were the two big words. Both of them start screaming out stuff like “YOU’RE PREGNANT” “WHAT” “WHO’S IS IT.”  Y/n: “Okay okay okay. I’m gonna tell you guys everything.” So you ended up telling them the saga of you and Jeff’s relationship. Carly: “ITS. JEFF’S.” Y/n:“That’s all you have to say?” Erin: “You have to take another test. This can’t be right.” You go to the bathroom and 5 minutes later, the test says ‘pregnant.’ Erin: “ummm how about you go to a doctor so they can run some tests.” Y/n:“I already got a blood test done in the ER. Nothing is more accurate than a blood test.” Carly: “when are you due.” Y/n:“Early April I think.” Erin:“So you’re not gonna make it to my wedding?” Y/n:“Oh shit you get married in April. Dammit.” Carly: “So what are you gonna do?” Y/n:“I honestly have no idea. I just feel like he’s gonna deny everything and say its not his. He’s the only guy I’ve been sleeping w/ since New Years.” Erin: “well, whatever you decide, we’ll support you. Hopefully I’ll have a newborn baby to be my ring bearer or flower girl.” You smiled just thinking about that. Before you knew it, It started to get dark and both of them left. You didn’t want to be alone tonight, so you decided to facetime one of your other best friends. Y/n:“Hey Stass. You wanna have a girl’s night? Stassie: Sorry, I’m already having a girl’s night at Kylie’s house. You hear Kylie yell in the background “YOU CAN COME TO MY HOUSE.” Y/n: “Thanks, I’ll be there in a bit.” Two years ago, you would’ve never thought that you’d be friends with Kylie Jenner. You two hit it off when she invited the vlog squad to a roller rink to celebrate her becoming a billionaire.
You arrived at her mansion, finding both of them upstairs sitting on the floor in the nursery, playing with Stormi. You’re thinking about telling Kylie and ask her for advice. She’d completely understand; she had a baby at 20 and the whole world had eyes on her not knowing whether she was or wasn’t pregnant. You don’t mind if Stass knows because she helped keep Kylie’s pregnancy a secret, so you know she won’t tell anyone. Y/n:“I have to talk to you guys about something.” Kylie: “Sure. About what?” Y/n:“I’m pregnant.” Kylie and Stass: “YOU’RE WHAT.” Y/n:“Why is it so surprising that I’m pregnant.” Kylie: “who’s is it.” Stass: “it’s probably Jeff’s.” Your eyes go wide as she said that, Stass: “and just by the look on your face, you just confirmed it.” Kylie: “is Jeff the fit one with the New York accent?” “Yeah.” Kylie: “Ooooo he’s hot. So what about pregnancy did you wanna talk about?” Before you ask about pregnancy, you had to tell the whole saga for the second time today. Y/n:“I just don’t know what I should do. How did you feel when you found out?” Kylie: “well, I was shocked at first but then I got excited. Did I plan on getting pregnant so young? No. But I know I’ve always wanted to be a mom. Yeah, motherhood came earlier than expected but I honestly can’t imagine my life without Stormi. Hiding it from the public wasn’t easy but I’m lucky that I had people I could trust to hide my secret. And if Jeff doesn’t accept the baby as his, then screw him. He’ll look like the asshole for leaving. So what do you want to do?” Y/n:“I think I want to keep it a secret but that gonna be really hard because 1. I’m a youtuber and people are gonna see me gain weight, 2. I’m a college student and I have to go on campus for classes. Stass: “Can you look and see if they’re offering online courses for the classes you need to take?” Y/n:“Probably but I don’t want to die of boredom and stay in my house all the time.” Kylie: “I didn’t stay in my house all the time. I just had a lot of security around me 24/7. I bought more cars and switched between them all the time so the paparazzi would be confused. I made sure to wear baggy clothes all the time. I really didn’t start to show that much until I was almost 5 months pregnant.” Y/n:“I’d be 5 months by the time the semester ends for winter break. Should I risk it? Kylie: “I don’t know. Every body is different.” Y/n:“Thanks for the advice Ky.” Kylie: “No problem. You can always come to me for baby advice. I can help you prep. Stormi might not be right baby to start off practicing with but you’re lucky Kim just had a baby in May.” Y/n:“Are you sure she’d be okay with you borrowing Psalm to teach me how to be a mom?” Kylie: “Are you kidding. She’d love it. She has 4 kids under 6 years old. She needs a break. Oh and when it’s time to find out the gender, you HAVE to let me plan the gender reveal and baby shower.” Y/n:“haha okay.” Kylie then takes a vid of y’all playing with Stormi and posts it on her insta story captioning it ‘girls night❤️’
You wake up the next morning not feeling great at all. Kylie: “Drink ginger ale or really bitter lemonade. It helped me with my morning sickness.” Y/n:“Thanks. I should get going. I have to get to class in a couple of hours. I’ll text you later.” Kylie & Stass: “call us as soon as you figure out what you’re gonna do” Y/n:“k, bye”
Y/n talking to herself while driving home:
It probably wasn’t the best decision telling 4 people that I’m pregnant cause I’m not past the 1st trimester yet but I just couldn’t keep it in. I had to vent to someone! I’m scared of telling Jeff but I’m 1000x times more scared of telling my parents. When should I tell them? I mean, I’m flying to Seattle next month for a couple days for my moms birthday…. is that a bad time to tell them both?? I mean, my mom has been begging for grandchildren for the past couple of years. There was one time in high school where I was typing an essay in my room and my mom randomly comes in and says “mija, cuando tu tienes un hijo, nombrarlo después de mí” like who tf says that to a 17 year old? What was I gonna do today? I have class later but- Oh shit. I said I was going to David’s today to film a prank reaction. I hope I don’t have to be in the same clip as Jeff. Luckily your class is only an hour long and so you got home, quickly showered and went to class.
 As you got out of class, you hear a ding from your phone. David: “Are you on you way?” Y/n:“Yeah I’m like 30 minutes away.” As you’re driving down David’s street, you see 4 people. David, Jason’s mom, Erin and?.... Of course it would be Jeff. You get out of your tesla and David is getting the camera ready. He opens the gate and you see Jason dressed as Carmelita, showing his genitals all over the car. Everybody is screaming. “NOOOOO OH MY GOD” Jeff: “HOW CAN YOU SHOW THAT TO HIS MOTHER?” Jason’s mom is laughing hysterically. After a couple of minutes, he stopped recording and invited us all in. You haven’t been to David’s house since the incident with Jeff but you were acting as if nothing happened. You were just acting really quiet around Jeff because you’re literally pregnant with his child and have no idea how to tell him. Jeff: “Hey y/n haven’t seen you around lately” all you said was ‘hey” while looking at your phone. Jeff: “What you’re not even gonna look at me? You think cause you’re hanging out with Kylie Jenner, you’re too good for us?” Y/n: “Us? You’re literally making no fucking sense rn, I’ve talked and hung out with everyone except you. Plus why would you care? You kicked me to the curb like I was a piece of trash. Not sorry that I wanna be treated right.” Jeff pulls you to the backyard. Y/n:“Get the fuck off me” Jeff: “why the fuck are you acting like this?” Y/n:“like what? A person who’s finally standing up for herself? I don’t need you and why would you care what i’m doing? Last thing I remember is that you’re with Natalie. I hope you treating her like an actual person, unlike how you treated me. Playing around and fucking me like I was you’re toy.” Jeff: “You consented.” Y/n:“Yeah but now I realize I was dumb as fuck saying yes so many times.” At this moment, you were contemplating whether you should just tell him. You were about to tell him until the last sentence he said left you livid. Jeff: “You said yes cause you were desperate sweetheart. You fucked like a whore. I probably wasn’t the only one you were sleeping with.” At this point, you just wanted to run him over with a car. You didn’t want to be the stereotypical raging Latina so all you said as you were walking away was “Goodbye Jeff.” You didn’t even turn around. Everybody in the house from David, Jason’s mom and Erin heard every single word. On the drive home you made your decision. You’re not telling Jeff it’s his and you’re raising this baby alone. Since you’re still in the first trimester, you’ll keep it to yourself just a little bit longer before you tell the rest of the vlog squad.
*One Month later*
Y/n is officially past the 1st trimester. I’m now 13 weeks. You look in the mirror and see a tiny little bump forming. You telling your parents last week wasn’t the best… Your mom was excited but disappointed; your dad couldn’t even look at you. Your older siblings stuck by you. But now that you have the biggest obstacle out of the way, you have to tell the vlog squad... I wonder how this will go...
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I’m surprised at how many people liked chapter 1! It was confusing for me switching back from saying you & y/n but I think I did better in this part. Oh and I’m not sure if I’ll be writing as much as I am in the future. I think the minimum will be 1k words but I’ll probably write more than that.
Oh and just a heads up, I’m starting school at the end of the month! I’ll try to release as many chapters as I can write in the next 3 weeks.
Taglist: @elvlogsquad @siemprestan @zavidzobrik @irisindigonightmare
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nisaadventures · 4 years
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I’m turning 30 in 10 days... yikes.
The last year of my life has sucked... lol. Okay, it wasn’t all bad. I’m exaggerating... but I’m also not. I know there were plenty of nice moments in the last year... but when I think about the last year of my life, its just full of so many firsts... awful firsts... 
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First time celebrating their birthdays without them...
First holiday season without them... anyone else miss mom’s turkey? Most people don’t like traditional thanksgiving dinner because the turkey is more often dry... mom’s was never dry... Okay the key people.. Don’t actually cook your stuffing in the turkey. Its just going to suck all the juice life out of your bird... I mean come on. Trick #1 stuff the turkey with fresh cut oranges and yes, you can leave the skin on... #2 do majority of the oven time in an oven bag to keep the moisture in. #3 cook breasts down. Its the part thats usually most dry, so duh... keep it in the juicy, buttery goodness of the pan. I never made the entire meal, I usually just helped mom with everything. These are just some things I’ve taken away in my observations. 
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Halloween trip to Disneyland without them... Disney is always a good time, but I’d be lying if I said my heart didn’t feel heavy in some way... and that is saying something because Disneyland is my happy place lol. 
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Looking forward to 2020... Hoping that it had so much better in store for us. 
Dear lord... what a joke. 
Going to Hawaii for our “family trip” without them...
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A pandemic without them... I mean yes, I’m thankful they aren’t out there with COVID on the rise... I’m glad they’re not stuck at home because COVID. Mom and Michael are both too much of busy bees to be cooped up in the house for too long. 
Not going to lie... picking up where they left has been hard. All of moms plants... The dogs.. Taking care of the backyard, where Michael usually would. Mom would definitely do too much at once. She’d be out in the yard planting something and pulling out something else in her damn UGG boots! wth mom?! Those are expensive! lol. “Oh its fine.. I’ll wash them.” Omg lol. Either that, or she’d be over here trying to move heavy a$$ pots by herself and I’d have to stop her before she hurt her back. Ayiyi. 
Keanu and Aria’s birthdays without them... seeing my babies sad and missing their grandma, grandpa, and aunties has been hard. It will be out of nowhere sometimes... and all the nights of Aria waking up in the middle of the night crying. I feel you baby girl... I get it. I miss them too... Its okay to be sad... Mantras... 
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You were her little rays of sunshine. Grandpa and grandma loved you SOOOO much. 
Mom would babysit the kids on Saturday mornings, while Kuya, Vaness, and I went to workout. They’d go get breakfast, pancakes and eggs, at UJs. She’d take them to Target, the dollar store, Walmart, etc. just so they could look and maybe get something to play with together. She always crafted with them. 
Living in this house... especially with COVID... has been hard. I miss just sitting at the dinner table, eating sho mi, and talking about work. Mom and Michael getting all worked up over some crazy manager, or something going down with the union.. yup, that’s where I get it from... advocacy and leadership skills FTW.  One thing they could always talk about for HOURS was work lol. 
I remember when I was a little girl, Mom would let me play in the bathtub until I was all wrinkled. She would let me bring all my toys into the tub. At one point I even had a care bear doll that she, for some reason, let me take in the bath lol. She’d throw it in the dryer for me after I was done. 
I remember going to the grocery store with mom and leaving with two full a$$ grocery carts because we had a full house at all times. I mean it was Kuya, my cousin Jojo, my brother Derric, my cousin John, Bubba, my cousin Jay, me and whoever else was over the house lol. When Kuya was in high school, it was all of his buddies partying at our house and crashing on the floor in the living room, dining room, and all the couches. She was the #1 host for sure.
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“Are you hungry? Did you eat yet?” 
Thats love. 
All of Kuya’s high school friends called her Mom. My friends called her Mama Fern. She loved that. 
I remember playing hide n go seek in the dark in our tiny town house.. Later in the bigger house on Glenbriar... where mom actually tripped and broke her arm... But she laughed so hard she peed her pants, so she was a good sport? lol. Needless to say, we sort of stopped playing after that.
I remember making dim sum with mom for the first time. Such a hot mess, flour and food everywhere, but so fun. We definitely didn’t do that again until there were more adults around to help lol. Mom knew how to run through a kitchen like a tornado. Hot mess! but the best cook. 
Mom was always careful. She always wanted to make sure we were safe, that I was safe. I couldn’t go outside unless one of the boys was with me. When I would swim she would get nervous, even though I learned how to swim at a young age thanks to Kuya. One day, we were having a bbq, lots of family over, I was playing in the jacuzzi (drawing on the wall of the jacuzzi with a piece of chlorine... don’t play with chemicals kids lol) and she thought I was drowning? So she jumps her a$$ in there fully clothed and yanks my a$$ out. I was shocked as hell, so I naturally started crying hella hard and complaining about the fact that she scratched me when she yanked me up out of the water lol.
Keep in mind that that was not the first time one of the twins jumped into the pool fully clothed to “save” someone hahaha. 
 Speaking of fully clothed in the pool... The time auntie tripped and fell slo-mo style (that questionable, are you going to catch your balance, speed) into the pool LOL. Mom was dead laughing at her. Most hilarious video. 
Those twins lol. 
Jeeze.. speaking of the twins. They had this crazy connection. Tell me why when mom got sick with suspected viral meningitis and had to be hospitalized... Auntie straight up followed her right into the ICU with viral meningitis... 
Who remembers their 50th birthday? Talk about doing it BIG. So much fun. All the performances. Lani was there... KMA performances and kuya and John getting down for Maglalatik. Who doesn’t like seeing some half naked, buff dudes, bang coconuts together? haha. The twins getting down with their hula performance. Cute!
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I remember when Mom and pops were going through their divorce and she would text me after midnight. I was going to Sac State and of course I was team NO sleep at the time. I would be in the AIRC studying. I’d comfort as best as I could from a distance... and then come home on weekends to be there with her when I could. 
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She found her footing again. Started going to the gym with Kuya more... Started running all the time... all of her half marathons and finally she did the Nike Women’s Marathon. 
Hiking Half Dome with her. What.a.badass. 
That is really how I see her. She was so badass. When she was my age she had my 9 year old Kuya and I was on the way... She was working and supporting us and then eventually decided to make a better life for us, and went back to school... NURSING SCHOOL. wth. I can’t even imagine doing that right now, but reminding myself of where she has been and how much she PUT IN WORK... That keeps me grounded in the fact that we are responsible for our lives. If you want something, you have to work for it. You can’t just hope for better... you make better happen. 
I guess its that reminder... her strength... her and Michael’s love and hard work... That keeps me going. 
Being mindful... being thankful... acknowledging my own strength... 
But with that said... August has been increasingly hard. I don’t like to think about my birthday. I don’t even want to plan anything. They’re not here... I can’t celebrate with all my loved ones and friends. Thank you COVID... 
We’re just getting closer and closer to the anniversary? Nah.. lets not call it that... anniversary sounds like something nice... something to celebrate... This is NOT that. The day your loved ones are taken is not something to celebrate... I mean honestly, if I had to pinpoint the worst day of my life, that was it.... When I think about that day I can’t breathe. Terrible memories... so many sleepless nights. I’ve come so far. Its still hard, but I’ve come a long way. 
Anyway... this post is sort of random and nostalgic. Things I hold onto. Things that make me happy cry... Things that weigh heavy on my heart. 
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Here’s my playlist for grief... reminders of them... collected over the last year:
Aloha for now -Kaleo Vai & Passion 
One day at a time -Jennifer Chung
In the end - Gabe Bondoc, Melissa Polinar, Passion
Round and around -Kolohe Kai
Fade Away -Rebelution
Alive -The Green
New Day -Kimie’
Angels above me -Stick Figure
Memories -Maroon 5
Wish you pain -Andy Grammer
100 -Katchafire
Everyday life -Coldplay
Out of the darkness -Isla vista worship, Bre Reed
Amen -Andra Day
Grateful -13 Crowns feat. Poo Bear
Rainbow Connection -Gwen Stefani
Be okay -ZOE worship 
With you -Eryn Allen Kane
Dont worry -Mesto feat. Aloe Blacc
Just livin’ -Sensi trails, Kbong
Remember me -Miguel, Natalia Lafourcade
Even more -Major
Let it be -Xav A.
Give Thanks -Iya terra, Stick figure
Mr. Sun -Sammy Johnson
Rest easy -Thrive, Nico of Tribal Theory
Sunny Days- Allen Stone
Today’s a new day -Common Kings
Mother’s Love -Jonah Jaxon, Micah G
The bones -Maren Morris, Hozier
Give you blue -Allen Stone
And we remain -Johnnyswim
Yellow -Kina Grannis
Streetcar -Daniel Caesar
Meant to be -Bebe Rexha, Florida georgia line
All you need to know -Gryffin, slander, Calle Lehmann
Like I’m gonna lose you -Jasmine Thompson
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taeken-my-heart · 5 years
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Moirai Chapter 5
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Summary: On your 18th birthday a name appears on your wrist. The name of your soulmate. It’s a momentous day that everyone looks forward to, but you’ve always brushed aside; refusing to believe in a fickle mistress called destiny. But what happens when on the morning of your 18th birthday you wake to find the name of your mortal enemy? Jeon Jungkook.
Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
Genre: Soulmates au/ Enemies to lovers au. Angst, fluff, bickering, romance, eventual smut.
Word Count: 4815
Notes: There is a read more placed after the first paragraph, but we all know tumblr is weird so if it doesn’t show up I’m sorry :(
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It wasn’t that Saturday’s sucked, but this one in particular did. You’d spent as much time as you could with him, but now Lucas was finishing packing his bag while you sat pouting on the edge of his bed. He’d only been back for a short period of time in the first place, but time was valuable in a relationship, especially one as new as yours.
“Stop it.” Lucas chuckled, looking down at your pursed lips. He leaned forward, giving you a quick kiss before resuming his packing. “I won’t be gone that long, and if you apply and get in then we won’t have to be apart very long.”
“At least 8 months!” You complained and he grinned, rolling his eyes.
“I’ll be back in between semesters.”
“I still don’t get why you decided to do an accelerated schedule.” You sighed as he clicked the locks on his suitcase into place.
“In my defense, I signed up for it before I ever even knew we’d be dating. It’ll help me finish school faster and that’s a very good thing.”
“Well what about when I get there? We’ll only end up having a year together or something!” You huffed.
“You should get on the fast track too.” He smiled, coming over to link his fingers with yours, swinging your hand in between the two of you.
“I don’t have a death wish.”  You grumbled.
He pulled you up, wrapping his arms around your waist and nuzzling your nose with his. “You know, you could come up to visit sometime. It’s only a two-hour bus ride and I’ve got my own room; you could even stay for the night.”
“That’s very temping.” You whispered, looking up into his bright green eyes. His breath was humid against your mouth as he leaned forward, pressing his lips to your own. You stepped closer, toes touching his and linking your arms around his neck as he pushed against the seam of your lips with his tongue.
He tasted like his morning black coffee and you pushed your fingers through the hair at the back of his head, lifting onto your toes to pull him even closer. You were going to miss him so much. You could feel his fingers tracing down your sides, making their way to the back pockets of your jeans and squeezing.
You squealed, hips moving away from his hands and directly into the center of his jeans where you could feel how deeply the kissing was affecting him. He kneaded your flesh between his fingers, mouth never leaving your own in its curious perusal of its interior.
“Oh, ew, Lucas!” Lillian whined from the doorway and you pulled away from him quickly, looking over at your friend sheepishly as her face twisted in disgust. “Mom and dad are waiting for you.”
Lucas smirked at his sister, grabbing his backpack and suitcase and leaning down to give you one last quick kiss. “Walk me to the car?”
You nodded, licking your bottom lip and trailing after him, mouthing a quick sorry to your friend who chuckled, following after you down the stairs and out to the front of the house where Lucas’ parents were waiting to drive him to the bus station.
The two of you waved him off, Lillian giving him a hug before he slid into the backseat, buckling in, and then they quickly drove out of sight. “You owe me so much ice cream for what I just had to witness.” Lillian teased and you rolled your eyes at her.
“I’ll never live this down, will I?”
“Nope.” Lillian smiled, shaking her head. “You wanna go grab something to eat?”
You shrugged, nodding, “sure, why not?”
Anna’s Café was busy and loud when you got there, only a few tables in the back open and you weaved your way through the crowd to get to a seat. The two of you had picked Noelle up on the way and she was the first to reach a table, dropping her bag down and grabbing a seat.
“We’re such a predictable species,” she sniffed, looking around at the crowd as you and Lillian both sat down beside her. “Noon? Let’s all go eat.”
“Well, that means we fit into that category as well.” You surmised and she nodded with a grimace on her face.
“I never said we were any better.”
“You getting your usual?” You asked Lillian, peering over your menu and she grinned down at the milkshake menu greedily.
“Absolutely, although this time I think I’m gonna do an Oreo shake instead of peanut butter.”
“Sounds yummy. Well I know what I want so I’m gonna go order.” You said, standing and grabbing your menu, walking back towards the cashier. Lunch was always busy, but today was particularly so and the line to the register was long.
Moving to find a place in line, you sighed, staring down at the menu. You always got the same thing but you told yourself it wouldn’t hurt to peruse the menu a little more, just in case. People stacked behind you in line as you moved closer to the front when suddenly you felt the person behind you just a little too close.
It was crowded, but not so crowded that they needed to be in your personal bubble. You cleared your throat, moving up a little and it was with a growing sense of frustration that you felt the person behind move up as well. You tried to glance to the side to see if you could catch a view of them in the reflection of the shop windows, but it was too bright outside.
You took another step forward, hoping this time they would get the picture, but they stepped so close they bumped into you and you stumbled forward slightly, spinning around. “Do you mind?”
Jungkook’s grinning face greeted you, tongue tucked between his teeth and you frowned up at him. “Oh, it’s you. I should have guessed.”
“Oh my gosh!” Jungkook cooed loudly, making a few of the customers at a nearby table glance over and you rolled your eyes, “I didn’t see you there!”
“How original.” You commented dryly before spinning back around to ignore him. It proved difficult when he was standing so close behind you, you could feel the puffs of breath on the back of your head. “Jungkook, seriously, can you back up? You’re pissing me off.”
“I just missed you so much!” He said, chest hitting your back as he whispered in your ear.
“I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to whatever bullshit that was.” You remarked, flinching away from him.
“You here alone?” He asked, stepping back slightly and your shoulders loosened ever so slightly.
“No, I’m here with my friends.” You replied, not bothering to look over your shoulder at him.
“Lillian and Noelle?” He asked, glancing around the café. 
“Obviously.” You said, moving forward again. There were only two more people in front of you. 
“Oh, I see them, over in the corner. Looks like we’re sitting with you too.” He smirked down at you as you turned to look at him sharply.
“Who’s we and why are you sitting with us?”
“Rachel, Dean, and I. Also, I don’t know if you’ve noticed…but empty tables aren’t exactly available right now. Guess we’re gonna get to hang out some more.”
“Goody.” You replied tartly, stepping up to the register as they called out to you. You placed your order, paying and then quickly weaving your way back through the tables to put as much space as you could between yourself and Jungkook. 
Both Rachel and Dean were talking animatedly with your friends when you walked up and you sighed, slipping into your seat. Dean you didn’t really have a problem with, you had a few classes together and he was a generally nice guy. It was Rachel that was annoying. She giggled high pitched and flung her hair over her shoulder every few seconds. If it was always in the way she should just tie it up.
“Hey, Y/N.” Dean grinned and you nodded at him, feeling oddly flattered that he knew your name. There were a lot of people in your age group and even more in the school in general. You did share a class together, but that didn’t always mean much, especially to the popular kids.
“Hi Dean.” You replied. Rachel didn’t even look your way, but that was fine, you couldn’t really care any less about being on her social radar.
“We were just talking about college and what universities we want to go to. I’m thinking the University of Florida because they’ve got a great football team,” Dean said, looking over at you, “what are you thinking?”
“I’m actually planning on applying to a few different schools, but I’m hoping to get into Johns Hopkins because of their medical program.”
“No way!” Dean leaned forward, “that’s so cool! What kind of medicine do you want to study?”
You shrugged, chewing on your bottom lip, “I’m open to a lot of different kinds, but I kind of like the idea of labor and delivery. It would be kind of cool to be a part of a moment that changes someone’s life forever.”
“I heard women poop when they’re giving birth.” Noelle remarked and you grimaced over at her as she shrugged.
“Ew, as if. Where did you even hear that?” You whined and she chuckled.
“I’m pretty sure it’s a fact, I saw it in a comment on a Youtube video a while back.”
“What kind of weird Youtube video were you watching?” Lillian frowned and Dean laughed.
“I don’t know, one of those weird facts you didn’t know about something or other. It was a while ago, I don’t remember.”
Just then Jungkook returned, taking his place beside Rachel who quickly preened in his presence, leaning into him. “Baby!” She cooed, “did you get me the salad I asked for?”
“Yeah,” He replied noncommittally, shoving the receipt in the pocket of his jeans, “Caesar salad, no croutons, low fat dressing.”
She smiled, batting her eyelashes at him and you resisted the urge to gag. You would never understand why some girls did that. “Thanks, Kookie Wookie.” She simpered and this time you did gag, covering it up quickly with a cough as she turned to glare at you.
You couldn’t help but notice Jungkook’s grin at your reaction and you pointedly looked away from the two of them as conversation resumed. “I’m really looking forward to this year just being done, you know?” Dean continued, and you glanced over at him. “I’m pretty done with being in high school. My mom keeps saying to enjoy it while it lasts, but she’s got no idea what I’m going through, you know?”
“Totally.” Rachel nodded, “my mom says the same thing and she just doesn’t, like, get it, you know?”
“I mean, our parents were teenagers at one point,” you shrugged and Rachel switched her gaze looking over at you with a frown.
“Yeah, but not for, like, 50 years or something. I bet they hardly even remember what it’s like.”
“Well anyway,” Dean said, “I know what I’m doing, right? I’m gonna go to the U of F and be a Gator and someday make it to the big leagues. My dad used to play for the same school team so it’s in my blood, you know?”
“That’s really cool.” Noelle smiled; “my dad’s favorite team is the Florida Gators.”
“No way!” Dean grinned, leaning across the table, “a man of good taste, am I right?”
“Well he definitely wouldn’t disagree with you.” She chuckled and you turned your focus to the waitress, weaving her way through the crowd with a tray full of food.
“Oh shoot!” Lillian said as the waitress stopped by your table, “I totally forgot to order. I’ll be right back.”
“Yeah, me too. Wait up Lil!” Noelle called, standing and rushing to walk with her to the cashier.
You accepted your food gratefully from the waitress, tucking in quickly to avoid conversation. Dean was a pretty nice guy and a decent conversation, but you weren’t really interested in anything Rachel had to say so you happily let her talk Jungkook’s ear off while he munched absentmindedly on his sandwich, nodding occasionally.
After Lillian and Noelle had returned from ordering, the three of you began your own separate conversation. Noelle was in orchestra and currently they were prepping for an upcoming concert. It was still early in the school year, but they had a large competition at the end of the year, just before graduation, and they needed to get everything else done and out of the way.
“So, you’ll be gone all next weekend?” You asked, after swallowing a bite of your food and she nodded.
“Yeah, we’re only going about an hour away so it’s not like we’re going somewhere cool, but anywhere is better than the same old places, right?”
“I wish I could go with you,” Lillian pouted and Noelle gave her a funny look, “I’m just saying. It’s like an adventure, right? We’re just gonna be doing the same old boring things.”
“We could go watch a movie or something.” You shrugged and Lillian sighed.
“Why would we go pay to watch a movie when we could just do that for free at my house?”
“Hey,” Dean interjected and the three of you turned to look at him. “You guys know Jungkook’s birthday is coming up, right?” Jungkook looked embarrassed at the attention, but his friend continued on. “You guys are coming to the party, right?”
“When is it?” Noelle asked, ears perked in interest.
“Two weeks from now, you’re welcome to come if you want. It’s just gonna be something lowkey at my house.” Jungkook shrugged and Rachel tutted, flipping her hair over her shoulder.
“Don’t be silly, Jungkook, it’s your 18th birthday, that’s like, literally the most epic birthday there is. You need to do something ultra-special for it. Like a nightclub or something.”
“I don’t really want to do something in a nightclub,” Jungkook said, looking uncomfortable with the topic, and for once you understood him. A person’s 18th birthday was a highly personal experience; you weren’t even sure why people got together to celebrate some rando’s name appearing. It was weird.
“You should do whatever you want,” you shrugged, everyone turning to look at you, “I’d personally hate going to a club myself. Do something you like.”
“Well of course you’d hate going to a club,” Rachel replied snidely, “you’re antisocial anyway.”
“Do you even know the meaning of antisocial?” You scoffed and you could practically see her bristle, “If I were anti-social, I wouldn’t have friends or even be here right now.”
“Two friends aren’t really anything to brag about,” she chuckled, “No one even knows your name; you’re a nobody.”
“What is your problem?” Jungkook barked and you turned to look at him in surprise. Rachel turned towards him; pout ready as a weapon. “You don’t even know her and you think you’re better than her. She’s smart and nice and funny.”
“Yeah!” Lillian called loudly and you smiled over at her.
Rachel’s bottom lip jutted with her whine, “Jungkook!”
He shook his head, standing up suddenly, wrapping his sandwich back into its tinfoil casing and left the restaurant. Rachel gasped, standing and chasing after him and Dean looked over at the three of you sheepishly.
“Sorry about her,” he said, “she’s kind of a bitch.”
“Kind of?” Noelle scoffed and he chuckled.
“Yeah. I’ll see you guys around.” He grabbed his own foil wrapped sandwich and followed after his friends.
You watched as Jungkook and Rachel argued in the cab of his dad’s truck as Dean made his way out of the restaurant and into the backseat.
“Wow,” Lillian said and you glanced over at her. “Jungkook stood up for you. Guess he’s not as bad as you thought he was.”
“Yeah.” You replied, thoughtful, watching as Jungkook pulled out of the parking lot, Rachel pouting from beside him in the passenger’s seat and Lucas staring down at his phone in the backseat. “I guess not.”
You spent the rest of the afternoon over at Noelle’s house, helping her to make brownies for her little brothers bake sale in the evening and gossiping about the boy she liked in her drama class. Noelle insisted he wasn’t into her and that, that was OK, he was just nice to look at, but you’d definitely seen him giving her the side eye on more than one occasion and there was no way it was as one sided as she proclaimed.
“You should just tell him!” You insisted and Noelle sighed.
“I don’t like my chances.”
“What’s the worst that could happen?” You shrug, “let’s say for arguments sake that he’s not interested, as you proclaim. Then you know and can get over it.”
“I like having a little crush, you know,” she sniffed at you, “makes me feel excited to go to class. If I found out for sure he didn’t like me, it might soil the atmosphere for me. I don’t mind a little pining. Besides, you’re one to talk, what’s going on with Jungkook?”
“Literally nothing,” you frowned, going to wash your hands in the sink as she slid the tray of brownies into the oven.
“I don’t know, doesn’t seem like nothing to me, today in the diner was…interesting.”
You sighed, rolling your eyes over at her and Lillian laughed from her stool at the island. “I swear, you’re trying to read into something when there’s nothing. He’s like a thorn in my side, besides, I have a boyfriend.”
“Doesn’t mean you can’t have chemistry with someone else.” Lillian shrugged and you frowned over at her.
“Whose side are you on?”
She laughed, “yours and Lucas’, but I’m just saying. You keep saying Jungkook is your enemy, but it’s not really a thing to stand up for your enemy when someone else is being mean to them.”
“Well, I don’t know, maybe he’s got a heart somewhere in there after all.” You shrugged. “Anyway, I should probably head home, my mom is expecting me for dinner.”
“OK,” Noelle nodded, “see you Monday, I guess?”
You smiled, throwing your bag over your shoulder and waving, walking towards the front door and out into the street. The sun was starting to set, bringing with it a coolness from the coming Autumn. It made the walk home much more bearable when the heat wasn’t beating down on your back.
The days were still hot, but they bled into breezy evenings. A few kids were still playing out in their yard’s, a boy and a girl nearby crouching in the dirt and poking at a bug with a stick. A few houses down was a girl with her own lemonade stand and across the street a couple kids throwing a basketball into the hoop at the top of the driveway.
You only lived a few blocks from Noelle’s house so the walk was short, but it was nice to be alone for a few minutes. Everyone was a little bit too much in your business lately and it was getting overwhelming. You just wanted to get this year over with and move on to university.
You were a little torn on what to do. Lucas wanted you to go to his university with him, but your dream school had been John’s Hopkins for as long as you’d wanted to be a doctor. You weren’t sure you were willing to give up that dream for anyone.
Your house was oddly quiet when you got there, clicking the lock to the front door behind you. “Mom?” You called, glancing down the hallway towards the kitchen.
“In the living room!” You heard her muffled shout and you made your way towards where you could now hear the low rumble of the television. Your parents were sat on the couch, your dad laying with his head in your mom’s lap, her fingers running through his hair as she smiled up at you. “Hey sweetheart! “
“Hey.” You said, sliding down into the loveseat by the TV. “Where’s Ella?”
“She’s over at Jungkook’s place,” your mother replied absentmindedly, staring at the television, “Jieun is showing her how to crochet a scarf, I think. She’ll probably be back late.”
“What are we having for dinner?”  You asked.
“Probably take out.” Your dad replied, “you can go grab the take out menu’s and decide, if you want.”
You shrugged, standing and making your way to the kitchen to riffle through the drawer of restaurant menus. You were still a little full from lunch, but Chinese take-out was always a good idea so you grabbed the menu from your favorite restaurant and headed back to the living room to join your parents.
“I was thinking we could order from Fong’s. I’ll call it in, if you want.”
“Make sure you order cashew chicken, that’s my favorite.” Your mom said, turning her gaze towards you and you nodded, pulling out your phone.
“As long as there’s fried rice, I’m happy.” Your dad said, “and some egg rolls. Last time someone forget to get them.”
“Will you ever let that go?” Your mother tutted, pulling gently on the strands of his hair and he frowned up at her.
“Never. It’s a crime to forget to order egg rolls.”
You chuckled, rolling your eyes at them and calling in the order. 50 minutes later you were grabbing the food from the delivery guy and making your way to the kitchen, calling out for your parents.
“Just bring it in here!” Your dad shouted and you hoisted the box higher in your arms with a huff. “What if we spill on the carpet?” You griped, setting the box down on the coffee table and your dad sat up, reaching forward to start unpacking the food.
“Just don’t.” He shrugged.
“Sage advice.” You mumbled and your mother grinned over at you.
“You wanna watch a movie with us?” Your mom asked, sitting back into the cushions of the sofa, bringing the cup of cashew chicken and some wooden chopsticks with her.
“Yeah, but go ahead and pick whatever you want. I’ll probably leave half way through to call Lucas; make sure he got back to his dorm safely.”
After settling on a new comedy, you squished back into your seat, working on the food you’d grabbed and glancing at your phone every now and then to see if Lucas had texted to say he was free to chat. About 20 minutes later your phone lit up with a text and you jumped up, giddy, your food being left on the coffee table as you raced up to your room to call him.
“Hey!” You grinned, out of breath, into the receiver. “How are things?”
“Good!” You could hear Lucas’ voice, a little muffled as he shifted around on the other end, “just finished unpacking. When I got back to school my roommate and I actually went out to eat and hang out for a few hours so I hadn’t had the chance to until now.”
“It’s crazy, you’re only two hours away but it feels so far. School starts again tomorrow, right? I think that’s what you said?”
“Yeah, and I’m kind of dreading it.”
“Why?” You asked, flopping across your bed, legs kicking up in the air. “I thought you were excited?”
“Yeah, but then my roommate and I got to talking. He took one of my classes last semester and he said it was ridiculously hard. He said they got assigned partners for a semester long project literally in the first week and that the subject matter was hell. Now I’m kind of dreading it.”
“Well, maybe it’s a good thing he told you, now you’re not going in blind. Plus, that means you’ll have a lot of time to get things prepared and set out the way you like them so that your project will kick butt when it comes time.”
“Yeah, I guess. Anyway, new topic. What did you do when I left? Did you cry?” You could hear the teasing in his tone and rolled your eyes with a chuckle.
“Oh yes, I bawled my eyes out. I just don’t know how I’ll be able to survive without you.” You sighed dramatically and Lucas laughed, loud and boisterous.
“OK, drama queen. Well, it won’t be much longer. You should apply and then in like 9, 10 months, we could be at the same school.”
“Yeah,” you sighed, shrugging as though he could see you, “I don’t know what I want to do yet.”
“What do you mean?” You could hear his frown and you chewed on the inside of your lip as you tried to think of the best way to say what was on your mind.
“I just, have always dreamed of going to a specific school to study medicine.”
“Oh.” He paused and you could feel the tension, like a noose around your neck, “what school?”
“Johns Hopkins University school of Medicine.” You replied softly.
There was a long silence and you felt anxiety clawing at your throat. Long distance relationships rarely lasted, and even though you were two hours away now and that was technically long distance…Johns Hopkins was a lot further away.
“Wow,” he sighed and you could practically picture his disappointment. “Well, I won’t say it doesn’t make me sad to think of you so far away, but I’d never ask you to give up on your dreams for me either. You’ve wanted this for so long, you should apply wherever you want.”
“Thanks Lucas,” you smiled sadly. “I just wish it wasn’t so far away from you.”
“Don’t even worry about it. We’ll figure it out. Planes were invented for a reason, you know?”
You chuckled, rolling onto your back. “So how many classes do you have tomorrow?”
By the time you’d gotten off the phone, it was late. Ella had gotten home about half an hour ago, retreating to her room to finish her homework. You made your way downstairs, toothbrush in your mouth, to clean up the mess you’d left and turning out the lights.
You could hear your parents laughing in their room as you made your way back up the stairs and you finishing in the bathroom before turning out the lights and making your way back to your room. You glanced into Ella’s room to see her sitting, legs crossed on her bed, scribbling idly in her text book.
“Mom said you made a scarf tonight.” You said, voice tilted in question and Ella looked up at you smiling before reaching beside her on her bed and holding up a thick, lilac scarf proudly.
“Check it out!” She grinned and you made your way into the room, running your fingers along the fabric.
“This is really good, Ella!” You praised, and she grinned happily.
“Thanks! I won’t need it for a few months, but it’s pretty cool that I made it, right?”
“Yeah, it’s definitely cool.” You nodded, “did it seriously take you 7 hours to finish, though?”
“No,” Ella shook her head, dropping the scarf back into her lap. “It did take a good few hours, maybe 3 or 4, but then when I was done Jungkook and I hung out.”
“You hung out with Jungkook?” You asked in surprise and she was grinning so brightly you thought her face might split in two.
“Yeah! He got home from hanging out with some friends about half way through me doing the scarf and when we were done his mom asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. Then Jungkook and I just got to talking and ended up watching a movie and hanging out. It was really cool; we actually have a lot in common.”
“Like what?” You asked, eyebrow rising.
“Well like, I’m in yearbook and he likes photography. We both listen to some of the same bands, and did you know that he is a really talented artist?”
“No,” you frowned, shaking your head, “I didn’t know that. It’s not surprising, though. He’s annoyingly good at everything.”
“That’s true.” Ella laughed.
“Anyway, I’m gonna go watch some Youtube and then go to bed.”
“Cool.” Ella nodded, pulling her textbook back into her lap and you made your way back into your own room, thoughts occupied by Lucas, school, and the weird budding friendship of your sister and your arch nemesis who had for some reason stood up for you today.
You were way too tired to try and analyze any of that nonsense. It was just gonna have to wait for when you actually had the energy to care…which was gonna be never.
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Chapter 4
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About me tag~🌺
I got tagged by @sllkicker thank you Sam🥺💗
1. Its your birthday! What did you ask for and did you receive it?
I haven't asked for birthday presents for a while now but usually I just talk to my parents about something and they have the power to remember it for a long time and then make me stunned on my b-day. Last year I got a ticket to see Hamilton in London as my birthday present and I told them I'd love to see it maybe once? It was an unforgettable experience as well✨
2. What was the last song or album you listened to?
For the album I'm pretty sure I listened to All About Luv by Monsta X (since I love love love it). And yesterday I was also listening to some kpop groups that I haven't heard much from before to see if I like any. And so far I'm really in love with Zombie by Day6 and Summer Breeze by SF9.
3. What is your go to snack when you’re hungry or bored?
Anything that contains chocolate~ which is a bad idea most of the time bc I can get a really bad stomachache if I eat too much. Never stopped me tho. And if I'm not in the mood for chocolate, maybe some dried fruit or cornflakes, or chips.
4. What is your morning routine?
Eeee *laughs nervously* I wake up late, spend another hour in bed, get up when my mom tells me the food is ready, eat and spend some time with her probably browsing through social media as well or playing Pokemon go, then we go on a walk around the lake nearby, and after we return, I go to my room to watch something/play the sims/listen to music/etc. I usually also write a small part of the story I've started recently, so I'm trying to make a habit out of writing.
5. What mythical/cryptid creature would you be?
Ohhhh there's so many good ones. This will probably sound lame but I think I'd go with a mermaid or a hippocamp because I'd love to be able to explore the ocean as one of its habitants for the rest of my life. I have always felt a connection with water and there's that something that always scared me and intrigued me about it.
6. How do you interact with someone that you don’t like?
Avoid them at all costs. Don't interact or if you have to, do the very least and go. I mean, obviously it depends on what they did for me to dislike them and if I absolutely have to interact with them, I'd probably try to be nice. But generally: a v o i d.
7. How do you define a toxic person?
Someone who slowly makes you feel worse and worse about yourself and better about them. I'm an introvert so any human interaction is exhausting for me, but my friends give me so much good energy and I feel tired but satisfied. Meanwhile with a toxic person you'd feel absolutely exhausted and with no energy to go on. You'd find excuses for that, you'd try to defend the very person who hurts you, hurting yourself more in the process. If you do something wrong, you're the only one to blame, but if they hurt you, it's nothing. It's not a relationship of equals, a toxic person thrives on the other one being miserable.
8. Have you ever been to a concert or fanmeet type event?
I have! But not to a lot and not any that I would really like to go. I've never taken part in a concert/fanmeet that I'd wanted to go for a very long time, I think. But I have a few ideas about what groups I'd love to see live (Seventeen, Blackpink, 5sos, twenty one pilots)
9. Do you believe in astrology? Why or why not?
Do I? My friend is interested in astrology so he often tells me about it and I find it genuinely interesting. I'm sceptical a bit and probably not as into it as he is, but I can think of it as something fun to know about. There are probably some parts of it that I genuinely believe in tho.
10. If you only had one sense (hearing, sight, touch… ect.) which one would you want?
Oh noooooo, this one's hard. There are too many beautiful and amazing things to experience with all of the senses so I'm not sure which one to go with. Probably,,, hearing tho. I could do without smell, sight and taste would be hard to lose, but I'd manage and touch, well... If I could still hug people even without feeling it, I'm good. So hearing! Probably, bc I love music and listening to some of the tunes feels like entering different worlds to me. I could still listen to podcasts and audiobooks, too, so I'm all good.
11. Who is your favorite celebrity or idol?
Ummm, do I have one? I have a lot of people that inspire me, but I wouldn't call them celebrities for the most part. I'm just gonna say Saint Suppapong, since I love the boy and he's an idol, and I'm proud of him💖
12. If you could talk to Your favorite celebrity for a limited time, what would you tell them?
Oh lord. I'd have a heart attack, first. Then, I'd just have sort of a friendly chat. Tell him, I support him, I am proud of him and I look forward too see more of his work in the future. Something uplifting to make sure he feels appreciated. Maybe I'd present something handmade for him so he could remember that, too.
13. I’m taking you out on a date and its your choice. Where are we going, and what are we doing?
A picnic! I'm dying to go on a picnic for a date. But generally anywhere is fine, as long as we can spend time together. A zoo, an oceanarium, a planetarium, a museum, a cinema, a cafe, a dinner, a walk in a park, doesn't matter. I just want to spend time with you and probably have you close💗
14. Do you like sweet or savory foods?
Both ofc but I lean more towards sweet~
15. Do you have any band merch or anything from your favorite artist? If so what?
I don't have a lot of merch in general so no, I don't think so. But I'd love to buy some of my favourite kpop albums, the only thing is which ones 😭😭
Thanks again for the tag! 💗 I don't feel like tagging anyone today so feel free to do it if you want to! Stay hydrated guys✨💖💖
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A Long Road- Ch 6
Pairing: Bucky x OFC 
Word Count: 2k
Warnings: None
Summary: While recovering in Wakanda Bucky meets a deadly stranger who needs to learn how to heal.
Part 5 // Masterlist
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The next morning I wake up next to the fire, as has become habit. Bucky is stoking the embers and brewing tea for us. He serves it and we drink it in silence. The sun is peaking up over the mountains and the birds are a riot of noise and color in the trees surrounding our huts. It’s moments like these where I actually feel at peace. Bucky watches me taking in my surroundings and he can’t help but be taken by the golden light on the apples of my cheeks. Shaking himself out of his reverie he throws the last few drops of tea out onto the fire and stands up stretching.
“Come with me, I’ve got something for you,” he says softly as he moves towards his hut. I stand up and shake the stiffness out of my bones, following him cautiously. He pulls back the fabric covering the entrance to his hut, inviting me in. I stop at the doorway and stare him down.
“I’ve never been in your hut.” I say, my voice full of reservation.
“You don’t have to come in. I can bring it out to you,” Bucky answers unoffended. I close my eyes and clench and flex my hands. You have to find someone you can trust, my mother’s voice rings in my ears. I let out a shaky breath and step into Bucky’s hut. Bucky goes over to the low table and picks something up to bring to me.
“I made this for you,” he says, dropping his head shyly as he hands me a beautiful handmade notebook. The cover is banana leaf and the edges have rough torn edges. It’s expertly laced together. As I take it with shaking hands images flash in my mind. Bright balloons and laughing children. Me with a pointed, foil-wrapped hat on my head. A smiling woman with long dark hair and my eyes. I gasp and tears quickly fill your eyes.
“I remember,” I whisper.
“Tell me about it,” Bucky says, scrambling at his bedside. He finds a pencil and hands it to me. I quickly move to the low table and stool and open the notebook, scribbling furiously.
“I remember another time someone gave me a gift. A birthday party.” I’m grateful for a happy memory and I begin to rail off the images I see to Bucky and into the notebook. The memories start to get really specific as I remember the flavor of my birthday cake and my favorite present I got that year. I’m grinning ear to ear and Bucky sits cross legged at my feet, absorbing every word I say but also entranced by the smile he sees on my face for the first time.
An hour later I’m exhausted. One memory lead to another and my voice is hoarse and my hand cramped from getting them all out. I move to Bucky’s straw mat bed and flop down on my back, clutching the notebook to my chest as though my life depended on it. At this point it does. I feel myself drifting off to sleep as Bucky busies himself at the table.
“Bucky?” I murmur sleepily.
“Yeah, Lucy?” I smile softly at the sound of my name.
“How do I know the memories are real?” I ask worriedly.
“It’s like your mom said, you just have to trust. And from what I know of the Red Room, I don’t think they would plant something so lovely in your mind.” The thought is reassuring and I quickly drift off to sleep.
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So I decide to trust Bucky. I carry the notebook he gave me with me everywhere I go.
I jot down every snippet, every dream that comes to me. I hold nothing back from Bucky, even when I start remembering the things I did in the name of the Red Room I sit in his hut and sob at the memories and Bucky’s presence comforts me.
Bucky’s hut has become a place of refuge for me. It feels more like home than my own impersonal dwelling. I look around one day and realize it looks like my home too. There’s a second stool Bucky has made for me at the table where a small bundle of wildflowers I picked lay in a clay bowl. The woven mat was replaced long ago by a straw mattress on a low wooden pallet since I nap here so frequently during the day
I spend most of my time with Bucky and luckily he doesn’t seem to mind. We jog around the lake and swim in the cool water when its hot out. We float like angels in the still water and I tell Bucky my memories while he tells me his. My heart is so tender in these moments I almost feel whole.
Bucky teaches me how to weave and I remember my grandma taught me how to knit. Adala requests the supplies from Shuri and I spend an afternoon teaching Bucky. His nimble fingers pick it up quickly and soon we’re racing to see who can make the longest scarf. We’ve decided we'll give them to Shuri to thank her for fixing us. Bucky’s is a soft grayish purple and mine is a shocking orange. Fit for a princess.
At one point I glance up from my knitting at Bucky’s face and my breath is snatched away from me. His face is glowing in the fiery afternoon light as his brow furrows in concentration. It’s in this mundane moment I realize I am wholly in love with Bucky Barnes and that I’d be content to be by his side forever. The thought sets fear in my blood but also hope in my heart. I never thought I’d be able to love again.
We go on like this for months. I slowly break down my walls and offer Bucky a soft pat on the shoulder or a quiet touch on the knee. Bucky receives my offerings with joy, he sees me healing and it thrills him.
Until one day King T’Challa comes striding up the hill to our circle of huts with a long suitcase in tow.
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I’m frozen to the floor as the lab around me bursts into activity. The jet carrying the team has just landed and they are prepping a table for Shuri to extract the mind stone from Vision. My heart is in my throat as Bucky steps into the room talking in a low voice to his oldest friend. Cap is catching Bucky up on the situation with Thanos but when Bucky’s eyes glance up they lock on mine and his heart stops.
“You shouldn’t be here,” he mumbles lowly as he breaks away from his conversation with Cap. He gently guides me by the elbow to a small room off the lab and looks at me with such deep concern.
“I had to see you. T’Challa told me what’s happening.” Bucky’s glare darkens as he looks over at the king who had clearly just averted his attention. “I had to see you before…” my words fail as my eyes drop to the floor. I can feel Bucky’s whole body wants to touch me, to wipe the tears from my cheeks, to push an errant strand of hair behind my ear, to pull me close and refuse to let go. But he’ll never cross that line for me.
I work up the courage to look in his eyes and I see the depth of longing in his gaze. My body is screaming in protest but I can’t bear the separation any longer. Stumbling, I close the distance between the two of us. I draw your arms up to my chest in an instinctive defense position but then I bury my face into his chest. He hesitates, but only for a moment and then he wraps his arms around me and squeezes me tight. He kisses the top of my head before resting his chin on the top of my head.
My whole body is tense and I jerk involuntarily as your training struggles to exert itself but Bucky only squeezes tighter. Eyes still shut I tilt my chin up and find his lips, kissing him while my body silently sobs. I instinctively know this is my last chance to kiss Bucky Barnes. His lips are soft and tender but soon they're whispering “shh, it's going to be ok,” against my ear. My body finally relaxes and melts into his. It's the best feeling in the world.
Bucky pulls away from me and looks me in the eyes. His gaze is even more intense now, as though the kiss had sharpened everything he had felt for me for months
“I want you to wait for me at my place,” he says firmly. I don’t want you anywhere near that battle.” His eyes are blazing now and I know there’s no arguing with him. That doesn’t stop me from trying.
“I want to wait here,” I plead as Bucky shakes his head, “I want to hear what’s going on.” “No. Thanos is coming for that stone and I don’t want you anywhere near it. You’ll wait at my place and I'll find you when its over. There’s no arguing. Suddenly his gaze softens. He takes my face in his hands and wipes my tears with his thumbs. He presses his lips to mine one last time and then Cap is calling his name.
“Bucky,” he says apologetically, “time to go.”
“I’ll be back soon.” And then he’s gone, slinging his rifle over his shoulders he joins the team. I’m naked without his warmth and my stomach drops knowing Bucky just lied to me for the first time.
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I run back to Bucky’s hut as fast as I can, my lungs burning. As I run something massive hits the dome and disintegrates in midair. I duck and cover into the doorway of a shop while I stave off a panic attack. The streets turn to chaos around me. I desperately wish Bucky were there to massage my hands and tell me its going to be ok. But he’s not here with me. He’s prepping for a battle I’m pretty sure he won’t return from. The thought makes my head swim.
“I never told him, I never told him.” I sob out loud. I have to get back to the hut, I think. If I go where he told me then maybe he will be there. I push myself off the wall and run to the outskirts of the city.
When I get to Bucky’s hut the goats are in panic. They’re fighting against their pen and two have escaped. I gab a handful of feed and chase after them.
“Sarah! Rebecca! Come here girls,” I call out against the wind that seems to be picking up around me. They hear my frantic calls and come running, following my hand full of food back to the pen. I come in and sit down on the short stool in the pen, giving the girls cuddles and attention to distract them from the strange atmosphere that’s filled the air. They snuffle at my hands and pockets searching for treats.
“It’s gonna be ok ladies. Bucky will be back soon, he promised,” I whisper to the goats as I lazily scratch behind their ears.
Suddenly something shifts in the air. The animals all go quiet and cower. My hand stills and rests against Sarah’s fur as I look around, searching for the source of the disturbance. In the space of a moment, Sarah isn’t there anymore. She flies away into the air leaving behind a handful of what looks like ash. I stand up and as I do a few of the other goats vanish right in front of my eyes.
I can feel my insides turning. I look down at my hands and watch them turn to ash. Bucky’s name is on my lips and then those are gone too. As I fade to black all I can feel around me is the gentle breeze carrying me away. My last thoughts are of Bucky and the gentle hope that he’ll meet me wherever I’m going.
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bobadillacarjoy · 4 years
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TOXIC PEOPLE
Every summer, a young girl named Juanita return to their province to be at peace and rest her self away from the toxic of the city where she study. She went there with her grand mother. She wish to celebrate her birthday their so she cannot invite her fake friends because it was so far. Yes, Juanita has a lot of friends but none of them was true. They just act like they really like Juanita but they don’t. Juanita was so tired of pretending. She wanted to have a break. Juanita feels like no one likes her, why? She didn’t even know what’s wrong. Maybe she’s so honest, moody and sometimes weird that’s why they can’t handle her attitude. She was once bullied but she never fight back. But she doesn’t care anymore. The real once will stay only few will understand her.
On the day of her 17th Birthday she wasn’t expecting for some birthday greetings online and even text messages from her friends. Yes, it was her birthday but she realized she was sad because something was missing. She had foods, and their house was prepared for the guest but she has no friends, only the kumares of her Grandmother. She felt sad. She tries to open her Social Media accounts but no one actually greeted. She want to make her self happy, so she prayed, “Lord, unta nay mu greet sa akoa, maski stranger ra Lord replyan jud nako. Unta nay makabalo nga birthday na ko karon,” after she prayed. Her mother surprised her with a new phone. She was so happy and excited she opened it and turn it on. She logged in all her social media accounts on her new phone. For her it was best birthday ever because after 4 years she got her new phone. Before she went to bed, a message sent through online pop up on her screen “Wait, I knew him. Oh yes, this guy, Cepriano. was the ex boyfriend of my friend Via” , “but, why did he chat me? Omg why? Unsaon man diay pag reply?” she was confused she read it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUANITA. “ what? Ha?” she was so shocked she didn’t even know how to reply, a THANK YOU was sent. Juanita thought that it will be the last, but Cepriano replied again, SORRY I CANNOT GIVE YOU A BIRTHDAY GIFT COZ I DON’T HAVE MONEY. In Juanita’s mind “it’s okay where not even close” she replied HAHA NO. IT’S FINE I’M NOT USED OF RECEIVING GIFTS ON MY BIRTHDAY. Then Cepriano told her SOMEDAY I’M GONNA GIVE YOU WHAT YOU DESERVE. Juanita was very confused that moment why this guy so weird? She tried to ask more questions but Cepriano is not online anymore. So Juanita just sleep, before she sleep she prayed again “Lord, nay ni greet pero ngano kato man gud. Sa kadaghan ngano sya man?” “ay no! I should not question you Lord, Sorry. Thank you for this day” then Juanita go to sleep.
The next morning a noise coming from Juanita’s Messenger account wake her up. GOOD MORNING JUANITA a message from Cepriano. “OMG, this guy is so weird” GOOD MORNING WIERDO she replied. Cepriano relplied HA? ME WEIRD? WHY? “alangan mukalit rakag chat sa akoa kabalo baya mo nga marupok ko dayun mag Good morning ka dira, dawbig ma issuehan ta, ex kapanaman sa akong amiga” AY HAHAHA NEVERMIND BUT WOULD YOU MIND IF I ASK, DO YOU HAVE A GIRLFREIND RIGHT NOW? Juanita replied. NO I DON’T HAVE ANY GIRLFRIEND SINCE VIA AND I BROKE UP 3 YEARS AGO. Cepriano answered. OH SO YOU MEAN YOURE 3 YEARS SINGLE? Juanita ask YES BUT WOULD YOU MIND IF I COURT YOU? I MEAN YES THIS WEIRD BUT SINCE I FIST SAW YOU BEFORE YOURE SO CUTE, I LIKE CUTE GIRLS. Cepriano replied with heart emojies. Juanita was surprised she sreams “OMG!!!” because Juanita’s life was so boring she played everything YES. YOURE MY BOYFRIEND NOW, NO NEED TO COURT THAT’S A WASTE OF TIME she replied to Cepriano. IS IT OKAY ARE SURE? I MEAN THIS LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIP ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS? Cepriano ask. YES, I MEAN WE CANNOT PREDICT WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT BUT ONE THING IS SURE, I’M YOURS AND YOUR MINE. Then in just an hour Juanita got her first boyfriend the exlover of her friend Via.
Juanita and Cepriano choose to hide their relationship from public. But sometimes she ask her self “Seryoso ni dzai? Gi uyab nimo si Cepriano?” she was hesitating but yah, she just go with the flow of what will happen on their relationship. They exchange Social Media accounts for them to make sure that no one will cheat. Juanita’s life was no longer boring because she had someone to talk to unlike what she used to before. After their first monthsary they both decided to open their relationship in public. All of their friends was surprised others are happy and supporting their relationship while the others are against it, especially the friends of Juanita. After the big revelation of Juanita and Cepriano, Via sent a Message to Juanita. GIRL WHY YOU DID NOT TELL ME ABOUT YOUR RELATIONSHIP? ITS BEEN A MONTH? HOW? Via ask Juanita sarcastically I DON’T WANT YOU TO JUDGE US WE BOTH LOVE EACH OTHER AND ITS BEEN 3 YEARS SINCE YOU TWO BROKE UP. I THINK THERES NOTHING WRONG WOTH IT. Juanita replied. YES! I ALREADY FORGET HIM BUT TO TELL YOU THIS, I’M GONNA WARN YOU. CEPRIANO IS NOT AS GOOD AS WHAT YOU THINK. WE BROKE UP BEFORE BECAUSE HE CHEATED ON ME. YOU KNOW JONISSA, HER FRIEND RIGHT? SHE TOOK CEPRIANO FROM ME. BECAUSE SHE WAS MORE PRETTIER THAN ME, CEPRIANO CHOOSE HER. I’M JUST TELLING YOU BE WARE OF WHOM YOU TRUST TO. CEPRIANO IS A CHEATER. Juanita don’t mind Via. “Maybe she’s jealous because Cepriano is mine now. Okay ill just ignore them. Why cant they be happy for me? Oh I forgot, they are my fake friends, hmm whatever you guys” Juanita has trust issues espeacially with her friends. But sometimes she also thinks “ what if tinoud kaha to ba? nga gina binuangan ra ko ni Cepriano” she was asking Cepriano everyday DO YOU REALLY LOVE ME? ONLY ME? and Cepriano will answer YES BABE I LOVE YOU. Juanita and Cepriano are both in love with each other even if its against all odds they fight for what they feel.
After 5 months of staying in Province, Juanita and her Grandmother went back to the city. Juanita was so exited for the first time she is happy travelling back. After 5 months of Long Distance Relationship with Cepriano, they finally met. The toxic city for her turns into a magical romantic place for her. Cepriano aked her for a date, it was the first time Juanita was ask for a date she was so glad. But somewhat she think again about what Via tell her. “ what if di lagi ni sya seryoso bay?” Juanita was in silent for a minute, Cepriano ask her. “Are you okay Juanita?” Juanita answered “Yes, maybe I’m just not used of dating like this hope you understand. This is all my first time” Cepriano don’t want to make feel Juanita awkward she always want Juanita to be happy, so he decided to bring Juanita to their house and meet his parents. “Juanita, I want you to meet my mom. Promise she is funny you two have the same personality” He told Juanita, “But I’m not prepared Babe, what if they won’t like me” she ask. “No, Babe I swear you’ll be fine” so after the date, Juanita and Cepriano went to the house where the family of Cepriano are waiting. “ Ma, Pa this is Juanita. My girlfriend” Juanita was like “OMG unsa naman ni nganong meet the parents naman ni uy?” Juanita look so nervous, Cepriano’s mom hold her hands and say “Iha, did you know that to all the other girlfriends of my son before, you are the first girl he brought here. It means there is something special on you. I’m so glad our boy has someone who love him” at that moment after knowing that she was the first girl who step on Cepriano’s house Juanita forget all of what Via tell her that bother her everytime. Juanita was flatterd “really tita? Its also my first time to meet someone’s parents. Thank you so much tita” It was all clear to Juanita that Cepriano loves her so much and he made Juanita feel that she is different from the other.
Their relationship last long because they both know how to manage their time in school and their time to each other. They been through a lot of misunderstanding but they always find a way to make things okay. Juanita was changed a lot. She is no longer a sad, loner and boring person, Cepriano changed her. She didn’t expect that her “SIGE NA UYAB NATA UY UNSA PAMAY DUGAYAN KALAS KALAS RANA SA ORAS” will last to a One year relationship. Yes, their One year anniversary is coming! Juanita and Cepriano was so exited they planned on what to do. Juanita tell her self “mao najud ni sya ghurl ayaw na ni sayangi” “bahalag wala ni nanguyab at least he stayed with you for almost a year” she thought everything was settled and perfect.
But one night, before their anniversary, a call from a stranger changed everything, it was a girl named Xireal talk to Juanita, she said “ HI JUANITA I DIDN’T MEAN TO INTERUPT IN YOUR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY FRIEND CEPRIANO I KNOW YOU TWO ARE IN LOVE WITH EACH OTHER BUT, I WANT TO TELL YOU THIS BEFORE I JUST DON’T KNOW IF IT’S RIGHT IF….” Juanita cut her and “PLEASE JUST TELL ME DIRECTLY WHATS WRONG? WHATS GOING ON?” Juanita tell Xireal loudly. Xireal answered “CEPRIANO WAS WAITING FOR HER EX GIRLFRIEND JONISSA, SHE’S NOW STUDYING IN CLEAVLAND IN THE US AND SHE’LL RETURN HERE IN THE PHILIPPINES NEXT SCHOOL YEAR. CEPRIANO STILL LOVE JONISSA BUT SHE ALSO LOVES YOU.” Xireal was a bit nervous if she tell Juanita about this Cepriano will be mad at him. “WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO BELIEVE YOU? NO. CEPRIANO LOVES ME, BESIDES TOMMOROW IS OUR ANNIVERSARY” Jaunita answer. “ JUANITA LISTEN YES, CEPRIANO PLAN ALL THIS TIME WAS TO MAKE JONISSA GET JELOUS, CEPRIANO ONLY WANTED TO USE YOU FOR JONISSA TO FEEL JELOUS BECAUSE SHE LOVE JONISSA AND LAST NIGHT CEPRIANO AND I TALKED AND HE’S JUST WAITING FOR YOUR BREAKUP SO HE AND JONISSA WE’LL BE BACK TO EACH OTHER. IM SORRY TO SAY THIS TO YOU. WHY DON’T YOU ASK CEPRIANO ABOUT THIS. BYE” Juanita’s world collapse that night. Even if its not confirmed from Cepriano, she cried so much until she fell asleep.
The next morning was Juanita’s 18TH birthtday at same time their One year Anniversary. Cepriano prepared a big surprise for Juanuta, he invited all of their friends, then Juanita came to the place and all of their friends greeted her “Happy birthday Jaunita” but Juanita didn’t answer them and hurriedly she went to Cepriano sarcastically and ask about what Xireal tell her last night, the crowd was shocked. “is it true Juanito? You only used me? You still love Jonissa don’t you?” Sadly, Cepriano said “Yes Jaunita. I still love Jonissa. I’m sorry” a slap from Juanita’s hand hits the face of Cepriano “How dare you do this to me, I love you so much I didn’t listen to my friends because I love you! OMG I am so blind! I thought you love me, you only used me” Juanita was crying so loud “ I’m sorry Juanita to be honest I love you too but I can resist this feeling that I love Jonissa more. I’m so sorry” Juanita again slap Cepriano “ Lets break up. Its over!” Juanita turned her back to Cepriano and left him alone. Juanita’s special day turns to a tragic, all the bad things happened and her life before back to his mind “ tanan nalang jud mali sa akoa. Walay jud naka sabot sa ako. Why I cant be happy?” a young girl Juanita who only want to find someone who can understand her and someone who accept her turned back again to a sad and loner girl. She's afraid Via will judge her because of her wrong decisions. She was so tired of all the bullshits in her life. then a loud scream of a young girl was heared near the bridge.
The Day after her 18th birthday. Jaunita’s Body was found floating in the river. It should be be the happiest day for her and her friends but sadly Juanita life was over.
#ShortStoryCW
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mrsjaxtellerfan · 5 years
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Coming Home (Jax x OC) (Chapter 11)
Hey guys! So beyond sorry for the delay life has been crazy lately. Co-written with @lookprettyliveclassyplaydirtyyt
Hope y'all enjoy!
Warnings: Language, SMUT SMUT SMUT
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Chapter 11
“Oh god.” I groan, blocking the sun from shining in my face.  I reach out to feel for Jax, finding his spot cold. “Jax?” When he doesn’t respond I make my way to the bathroom, before washing my face and brushing my teeth.
“Let’s go wake up your mom.” Jax says opening the door, Sophia carrying food.
“I don’t want to wake her up. I don’t like her anymore.” Sophia huffs.
“Phia, we talked about this. Your mommy didn’t mean those things she said. She loves us.” Jax says to her.
“She was mean to you.” Sophia scoffs.
“I deserved it, Sophia. I wasn’t being nice either.”
“But she took me away from you, so she is the meanest.”
“She brought you back, didn’t she?”
“Yes.” Sophia huffs.
“Let’s go wake her up, then we can talk.”
“Fine.”
“Hey.” I call from the bathroom.
“Hi, we brought you tylenol and food.”
“Thank you, babies.”
“Daddy did it. I didn’t want to.” Sophia scoffs, glaring at me.
“Thank you, Sophia.”
“Are you going to take me away again, Mommy?”
“Sophia!” Jax yells.
“You said we could talk about it.”
“I didn’t say you could insult your mother.” Jax scolds.
“Jax, it’s fine, she has a valid point. No baby, we aren’t going anywhere.”
“Then why did you tell daddy we shouldn’t have come back?”
“Because I was upset.”
“You told me we can’t take things out on other people.” Sophia huffs.
“I know, baby. I’m sorry. Your daddy knows I didn’t mean it. I wouldn’t hurt either of you like that.”
“Can I go play now, daddy?” Sophia asks, ignoring me.
“Yeah, Sophia. Go play.” Jax says.
“I’m sorry.” I whisper, once Sophia leaves the room.
“Sorry doesn’t bring people back.” Jax says, putting the food in front of me.
“I didn’t mean it. I wasn’t thinking straight.”
“Baby, what happened to you was traumatic. I get it, but Sophia doesn’t know. She is just a child, and I don’t think I want her to know. She needs to always see you as a good person.”
“I don’t want her to know either, Jax.  I just, I need some time to work through it. I fucking killed a man, Jax.”
“She wants to go see the birds at the zoo. Come with us. Work that Tequila outta your system.”
“I think I need to be alone for a bit. You take her and I’ll see you both later.”
“You gonna run away?” Jax asks, concerned for Sophia and me.
“I don’t know, Jax. I need some time to think.”
“Don’t leave. Sophia, Abel and I need you. Just take some time to yourself today. Please don’t leave, baby.” Jax begs, reaching out for me.
“Only because you don’t know how to use a washing machine.”
“It bubbled over one time!”
“One time too many. I’ll take Gemma with me, we will go get our hair done or something.”
“Alright. 5 hours, and Sophia might want you to apologize to her. You did hit me.”
“Shut up, Jax.” I smile up at him.
“Fine, kiss me, and I’ll shut up about you hitting me.” Jax smirks.
“Fine, come here.” I smile, pulling him to me and planting a kiss on his lips.
“That the best you can do, babe?” Jax asks, winking at me. Before I can respond, Sophia comes in.
“Mommy, will you come to the zoo with us? I want to hold your hand by the birds.”
“Baby, mommy is going to go out with grandma.”
”But I want her to go with us.”
“Let me get ready.”
“Babe, you need some time to yourself.” Jax responds.
“Jax, my baby needs me. Also, I want to push Abels stroller. Plus Gemma and I can go tomorrow. I’ll be fine, Jax.”
“Thank you mommy! I’m sorry I was mean.” Sophia says, coming and hugging me.
“It’s okay, baby.”
“No, it’s not okay, mommy. You always said not to hurt people you love.”
“Baby, its okay. Don’t you worry about it. Now, go tell Grandma that you are going to the zoo and ask her if she can help get you and Abel ready while your daddy and I talk.”
“Can I take Hank with me?”
“Of course.”
“Thanks, mommy!” Sophia shouts running out of the room shouting Grandma.
“Babe, you sure you’re up for it?” Jax asks.
“I don’t want to miss this, Jax. It’s a big step for her.”
“I know but after your breakdown last night, is it a good idea?”
“Weren’t you the one just trying to get me to come?”
“Yeah, when I thought you were going to leave us.”
“I would never leave you, Jax. You have brought Sophia even more out of her shell that she was. Also, who else would be her mommy?”
“I don’t know?  Heard Tara’s up for the position.” Jax laughs.
“She is not going to break this family apart, Jax. Asshole.” I scoff, pushing him away from me.
“I’m kidding, don’t get your panties in a twist.”
“Better fucking be kidding. And, my panties aren’t in a twist, because I’m not wearing any.”
“Don’t start something you can’t finish babe.”
“I bet we have enough time for a quicky.” I wink.
“Actually we don’t.”
“MOMMY! DADDY!!! You’re not ready yet?” Sophia yells from the living room.
“Buzzkill.” I mumble.
“I’m all yours later, baby. You can make up for being mean to me.” Jax winks, standing up heading into Sophia.
“You bet your ass I will!” I yell after him.
“Why are the birds so big, mommy?”Sophia says, looking up at me from her spot between me and Jax
“Because they are predators.” “What’s a predator?”
“They help keep pests out of farms, so you can eat creamed corn, Sophia.” Jax says, lifting her to stand on the side of the ledge. “They can’t hurt you, princess.”
“They aren’t as scary as I thought.” Sophia laughs. “They are kind of cute.”
“No, I told you sweetheart, they can’t hurt you.” Jax said. Lifting her off the ledge and putting her on his shoulders.
“Do they have names?” Sophia asks, holding on to Jax's hair.
“I’m sure they do, babe.” I say, looking up at her, with a content smile on her face.
“Can we go see the penguins now?” Sophia asks.
“Anything you want, darlin’.” Jax says, walking toward the penguins, putting Sophia down so she could see them swim.
“Then I want cotton candy.” Sophia yells, pulling Jax’s hair as he puts her down.
“After the penguins. You and your mom, I swear.” Jax laughs.
“Cotton candy is amazing, Jax. I don’t remember you complaining when you were eating it off the croweater.” I scoff.
“Oh I don’t disagree, babe, it’s really good. If I recall, you dared me to eat it off of someone.”
“Yeah, I meant me.”
“Well, how was I supposed to know that?” Jax asks, raising his brows. “If you want me to eat foods off of you all you had to do was ask, baby.”
“Nah, I wanna be the one eating whipped cream off of those abs.” I joke, running my hand down his chest before grabbing his hand in mine, lacing our fingers.
“Opie?” I ask, turning toward the exit of the bird exhibit.
“Hey, didn’t know you guys would be here. Brought the kids.”
“Yeah.” Jax says, stepping in front of me. “Sophia wanted to see the birds.”
“She did? She doing better?”
“It’s none of your business.” Jax sasses.
“Yes, she is. She’s doing amazing. Finally getting over those fears.” I reply, putting my arm around Jax’s waist.
“That’s good. Her birthday is coming up, isn’t it?”
“What’s it to ya?”
“Jax, stop.”
“I’ll see y’all around.” Opie says, making his exit.
“Wait, Opie. I know you transferred to SAMREN, but maybe you could bring Kenny and Ellie. It’s a princess party. Tommy is gonna be there.”
“I’ll talk to Donna and Lyla.” Opie replies.
“One of them can come too, if that’s more comfortable.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“See you around, Opie.” I say, turning back to see Sophia’s face pressed against the glass as she watches the penguins swim.
“Why’d you invite him?” Jax gruffs.
“Because he is your best friend, even if he did fuck up. You miss him, I can tell. What happened was my fault. I got with Opie to get back at you for Tara and I shouldn’t have. I hurt you and I hurt him.”
“Baby.”
“No, it’s true. What happened is in the past. We need to move on and you need your best friend back.”
“Thank you for thinking about me.” Jax says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, kissing my temple. His other hand holding Sophia’s.
“Can we get cotton candy now?” Sophia asks.
“What color do you want, baby?”
“Pink!”
“You and your mom both.” Jax says. “One pink cotton candy please.”
“Make that two.” I laugh.
“Sophia, look at the peacock.  Look how pretty its feathers are.”
“They are so pretty!”
TWO WEEKS LATER
“Jax, you sure we should leave the kids? Sophia’s party is this weekend. I should be planning.” I say, packing an overnight bag.
“It’ll be fine. They will be with my ma. Plus we need some time alone. My mom has party prep under control.” Jax replies, kissing me, before taking my bag and making his way out.
“Alright, you guys have a good night.” Gemma says, shooing us out the door.
“Love you Soph!” I yell, from the door, kissing Abel’s head.
“Love you too, mommy! You too, daddy!” Sophia yells back.
“Love you too, princess!” Jax shouts, kissing Gemma on the cheek before kissing Abel’s head, leading me out.
“Taking the car or bike?” I ask.
“Do you even have to ask, darlin’?” Jax smirks, making his way to his bike, strapping the bag to the back. “Get on, babe.”
“Don’t rush me, I’m short.” I laugh, throwing my leg over the seat and using Jax’s shoulders to push myself up. I wrap my arms around his waist, planting a kiss on his back. “I love you.”
“Hold on tight, baby.” Jax squeals out of the driveway, making a sharp left.
“Jax!” I scream, clutching him tighter.
“Hey! It’s my favorite shorty!” Chibs yells as we walk into the clubhouse.
“Just because I am short, does not mean that I can’t kick all of your asses.”
“Not denying you can lass.” Chibs winks, hugging me.
“Looking good, Ari. You decide your done with him and wanna try out this dick?” Tig smirks, pulling me in for a hug.
“No Tiggy. I’d rather not fuck someone who has a thing for dead bodies.”
“You hurt me.” Tig gasps, putting his hand over his chest.
“Tig, man, don’t hit on my old lady.” Jax laughs, pushing Tig.
“Old lady? Is she getting your crow?”
“I already got it.” I laugh, winking at Happy who gave it to me.
“And I missed it. God, you better send me a wedding invite. Or an E vite those are in now.”
“Wouldn’t forget the dude who wants to fuck the bride.”
“Hey, I’ll fuck the groom too.”
“The only person fucking me is Jax, but if you wanna fuck Jax, be my guest as long as I can watch.” I wink, causing Jax to snort.
“That can be arranged.” Tig laughs.
“Woah, hold up, don’t I get a say?” Jax asks. “I’d much rather fuck Juicey.”
“Hell yeah, baby!” Juice squeals, smacking Jax on the ass.
“I would pay good money to see that.” I say, laughing as Juice and Jax step away from each other. “Actually, on second thought, I’d pay good money to be in the middle of that.” I joke.
“Now that really can be arranged.” Jax winks.
“I’m game.” Juice laughs.
“Beer, Ari?” Half Sac asks, with a cute smile on his face, we were all happy when he got patched in.
“That would be great.” I smile back, taking the offered beer. A couple hours later the SAMCRO party is in full swing, the booze and weed making it a lively event.
“Hey, baby, can you get me a beer?” Jax asks, biting my ear.
“Sure thing, baby.” I reply, getting up off of his lap, leaning down to kiss him, showing my ass and new crow to the room.  The crow letting every croweater in there know that Jax Teller was officially off the market.
“Hey, Kip!” I shout over the music. “Can I get two more beers?”
“Sure thing!” Kip smiles, pulling the beers out of the cooler, popping the tops off, and handing them to me.
“Thanks!” I make my way back towards Jax spotting a leggy blond sitting in his lap. “Who the fuck do you think you are?”
“Look, slut, Jax is busy.” She sneers. I scoff.
“Who the fuck do you think you are calling a slut? I’m his old lady you two-bit tramp! Get the fuck up before this ends badly.”
“Make me.”
“Oh, bitch, you fucking asked for it.” I roar, pulling her off of him by her hair, dragging her to the door, pushing her out.
“Stay the fuck away from my old man.”
“You bitch!” She yells, smacking me across the face. I rub my cheek, staring at her dumbfounded.
“Did you just fucking hit me?”
“You bet your ass I did.” She remarks, raising her hand to hit me again.
“You’re gonna regret that.” I say, grabbing her hand before it can hit me, pushing her  back and punching her with my other hand.
“Break it up, guys.” Kip says, as Jax physically drags me, kicking and screaming, away from Ima.
“Come back here again, bitch, and I’ll break more than just your fake ass nose!” I yell after her, Jax dragging me back inside.
“Babe, what the hell?” Jax asks, finally letting me go.
“That bitch was all over what’s mine.” I scoff. “Plus, she hit me first.”
“You’re jealous.” Jax smirks.
“Am fucking not.” I retort.
“Are too.” Jax gloats, I smack him in the chest.
“Maybe you shouldn’t let sluts sit on you.” I sneer, making my way back into the party.
“Ari! Shots?” Juice asks, holding the bottle up. I smile, making my way to him.
“Pour me one, Juicey.” We take the whiskey shot quickly, chasing it with our beers, before pouring another and doing the same, Jax joining us.
“Want one man?” Juice asks, refilling our shot glasses.
“Nah, Jax is a little bitch.” I reply, taking the shot, before looking over at Jax.
“Pour me one.” Jax retorts, scowl on his face as he takes the shot. Juice pours us all another, we clink glasses before downing it.
“Oh my god. Body shots!” Tig yells, running up to us.
“Yes! Tig goes first! I volunteer as tribute!” I yell back, grabbing his hand and walking away.
“Ari, what the hell are you doing?” “Lighten up Jackie boy.” Chibs smirks, smacking Jax on the back following Tig, Juice, and I to the pool table.
“I’m having fun, Jax. Just like you wanted me too.” I laugh, pulling my shirt up over my head leaving me in a red lace push up bra.
“No, Ari, put your shirt back on.” Jax says, moving to stand in front of me covering me from the eyes.
“Jax, chill, you aren’t my father. Now, come do a body shot.” I laugh, pulling him with me.
“I may not be your father, but I am your old man. You have to listen to me.”
“We aren’t seriously going to start fighting are we?”
“No, we are going to bed..” Jax says, pulling me away from the pool table.
“No we aren’t. You can, I’m staying and doing body shots.” I reply, jerking out of his grasp.
“No you’re not Ariana!”
“Am too.”
“Please.” Jax begs.
“Nope, I’m doing them. You can either join or go away.”
“Then I am the only one who can do them off you.” Jax says, trying to reason with me
“Jax, chill, it’s all in good fun. I am going home with you, no one else, now will you please come have fun with us?” I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“No, I am not going to let another man put his mouth on you.”
“OH MY GOD!! You are insufferable. I am going to do it whether you like it or not.” I pull away.
“Ari, please. I just want to go to bed with the woman I love so we can get home in time for Sophia’s birthday tomorrow.”
“Stop! Don’t bring up Sophia, we will be there regardless of whether or not I do body shots. Chill out.”
“You’re going to show up to our daughters birthday party covered in salt and smelling of alcohol?”
“That’s what a shower is for. If you play your cards right and quit being a little bitch, you can join me.”
“I am going to join you anyway, and we are going now.” He says, pulling me back toward his dorm again.
“No. We aren’t.” I pull my arm out of his grasp again.
“Ariana Elizabeth Wilson, please listen to me.”
“You are so annoying sometimes Jax. I’m just having fun. I’m not drinking anymore, they can do body shots off of me if I want them to.”
“We are going back to the dorm and I’m going to punish you for fighting with me in front of the club. No other man’s mouth is going to be on you.” Jax sneers, leaning in close.
“Then fucking do it, Jackson. Show me who’s boss.” He glares, picking me up throwing me over his shoulder, smacking my ass.
“Bye guys!” I shout, waving at them from my position.
“Bye!  Have fun!”
“Jax, put me down.” I say, smacking him on the ass.
“Shut up.” Jax huffs, smacking my ass again, harder this time.
“Make me.” I say. Jax growls, pushing open the door to his dorm, making his way over to the bed, and not so gently tossing me on it.
“I’m getting real fucking sick of your shit, Ariana.” He gruffs, pulling off his shirt and pushing his pants and boxers off, leaving me the only one with clothes on.
“Then put me in my place, Jax. Show me where I belong, because calling me your wife but not treating me like it is really annoying.” I huff, attitude lacing my voice.
“Drop the fucking attitude with me right fucking now.” Jax growls.
“I don’t feel like it.” I say, looking directly in his eyes. He jerks me up, throwing me over his knee.
“Then I’ll fucking spank you like the child you are acting like.” Jax replies, smacking my ass, not hard, just enough to get my attention.
“Do it, Jax. Or are you gonna make me beg for it? Like you do your atten….” I’m cut off by Jax smacking me as hard as he can on the ass, I let out a surprised squeak, tears coming to my eyes.
“I told you to watch your mouth.” Jax growls.
“No.”
“Do you want me to do it again?” Jax asks, I stay silent, slightly turned on but also slightly pissed off at him for bossing me around. “Answer me! Do you want me to do it again?” Jax growls.
“Do whatever.” I huff.
“You’re gonna wish you never said that.” Jax says. He smacks me again with all his force, doing it 4 more times before pausing. Tears are streaming down my face, my ass stinging like no other, no doubt I will have bruises tomorrow. “Should I keep going? Or have you learned your lesson?”
“You don’t get to tell me what to do just because you feel like.” I gasp, the tears falling faster down my cheeks.
“That’s exactly what the fuck I get to do. You’re my old lady, and I’m in charge.”
“Well, I didn’t sign up to bossed around for the rest of my fucking life.” I hiccup, the tears no where near slowing.
“If you would reason with me, I wouldn’t have to  boss you around.”
“I shouldn’t have to fucking reason with you. I’m a fucking adult, I can do what I want when I want to.”
“You’re an adult? Because you’re acting like a fucking child!”
“You know what, fuck you Jax. You are always calling me a fucking child. I’m sick of it.” I yell, pushing myself off of his lap, standing up and moving away from him.
“You’re gonna fuck me, and you’re gonna like it.” He says, coming toward me
“No, I’m not.” I retort.
“Yes, you are. Now get your ass in the shower. You smell like alcohol.”
“Fuck off.” I huff, crossing my arms over my exposed chest.
“Do I need to spank you again? Because I will.” Jax says, smirking at me.
“Don’t fucking touch me!”
“I’m gonna touch you.” He says, reaching out to poke my forearm.
“Stop!” I smack his hand away from me, going to move around him to find my shirt.
“Come on, babe. What you did to Ima made me want you so bad. Can’t you see that?” He asks, referencing his hard on slapping his stomach.
“I don’t really care, Jax.”
“Ari.”
“Jax.”
“Don’t be this way.”
“What way? Pissed because you felt the fucking need to punish me like a fucking child?”
“I thought it was hot? Some people are into that, babe.”
“Yeah well not me.”
“Let me make it up to ya then, darlin’.”
“No.”
“I promise, I’ll be gentle.”
“Jax, you don’t know what the word ‘gentle’ means unless you’re around the kids.”
“Babe, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have acted like an asshole out there and I should have spanked you.”
“Can I do one body shot, Jax? I’ll you be the only one.”
“Off of me, yeah.” Jax smirks.
“That’s not what I meant. You just want me to have to lick your abs, you weird ass bastard.”
“I’m weird because I want you, my old lady,  to lick me, but you aren’t weird for wanting random ass bikers to lick you. Makes sense.”
“They aren’t random. I just want to have fun.”
“We can have fun, baby.”
“Jax the most fun we have had recently was me having to brush glitter out of your hair for an hour.”
“Glitter fucking sticks to everything!”
“Yes. It does. Now you know why we don’t play with it in the house. I found some in our bed this morning. It was on my toothbrush, everywhere.”
“Whoops.”
“I want to go out there and drink some more and have some fun. Now get dressed and come with me.”
“Baby, I want you to have fun, but this is our first, and probably only night without the kids this month. Can’t we do something adults like to do for fun? Like, I don’t know, have sex without having to worry about a child crawling into our bed at one in the morning, or having to stay quiet as to not wake Gemma or Clay.”
“Jax….. Fine, but you are washing my hair.”
“Great! I’ll see if I have some leftover glitter in mine! We can share!”
“If you fucking get glitter anywhere on me we are going to have an issue.”
“Come on, babe, you know you’d still love me.”
“No, I’m still mad at you for acting like an asshole. Plus the stinging in my ass is taking away any room I have for loving you.”
“Let me make it up to you, in the shower, then the bed, and also maybe in the morning before we leave for the party.”
“Well, what are you waiting for?” I reply, crossing my arms across my chest, scowling at him. “Wait! I want some more whiskey.”
“No! No more anything if it’s not me.” Jax says, scooping me up into his arms, and carrying me to the bathroom.
“Jax!” I squeal.
“Now, let me apologize for hurting you.” Jax replies, setting me in the shower reaching for the knob to turn the water on.
“Jax, don’t put me in the water, my clothes will get wet.”
“Too late! Too bad this isn’t a white t shirt contest, you could’ve won!”
“Jax! IT’S FUCKING COLD!” I gasp, rushing to move away from the spray.
“Let me make it hotter then.” He replies, stepping in with me.
“Jax, help me with my jeans since you couldn’t let me get undressed before you soaked me.”
“My pleasure.” Jax smirks, squatting down and unbuttoning my jeans, while I stare down at him.
“Like what you see, babe?” I ask him.
“Nah, you’d look better naked.”
“Well, then, I suggest you hurry up.” I wink, running my hands through his wet hair, the water cascading over us.
“I can do that.” Jax says, slowing down because he knew it would frustrate me.
“Jax, you’re not funny. Wet jeans are uncomfortable. Don’t make me take them off myself or you’re getting out.”
“Sophia thinks I’m funny.”
“Don’t mention Sophia right now. It’s a real mood killer.” I remark, crossing my arms over my chest, blocking his view.
“Sorry, babe.”
“You should be.”
“Patience, babe.”
“Don’t you tell me to be patient, you couldn’t even let me have fun before you were dragging me in here like some caveman.”
“Calm down, babe. Or I’m going to be really rough with you.”
“I’m aloud to be mad at you for acting like an ass. I don’t want rough sex.”
“Then stop acting like a bitch.”
“Well if you want someone that will let you do whatever the fuck you want and not call you on it, you’re with the wrong girl. Maybe you should go find that bitch, Ima was it?”
“I love that you call me on my shit, babe. It keeps me in check. You’re only acting this way because you are jealous.” He says, standing up and kissing me.
“Fuck off, i’m not jealous.” I huff, pulling away from his kiss.
“Oh, you’re about to be fucked, babe. You can scream as loud as you want. I don’t want some porn star, plus I’ve already had her.”
“Really? Now I have a porn star to live up to? Great, just fucking great!”
“She will never even be on the same level as you, babe.”
“Whatever.”
“Shut up, come here, and kiss me.” Jax orders.
“I don’t know if I should now.”
“Fine.” Jax retorts, pulling me into him, kissing me before I get the chance to protest. I melt into him, letting go of our spat.
“I hate when you do that to me, Jax. It makes me feel like you’re always getting things your way.”
“Baby.” “No, you want this?”
“Obviously.” He replies, motioning to his cock.
“Tell me why? Tell me I am better than some porn star. Tell me you love me, Jax.”
“Baby, there is no question about who I’d rather fuck. It’s you everytime, always. I love you.”
“Then, I’m in charge tonight, that means you don’t get to just kiss me to shut me up. You have to ask before you even touch me. Are we clear?”
“I’m good with that. Just tell me what to do.”
“Take off my jeans.” I order, uncrossing my arms.
“No problem.” He smirks, pulling my jeans the rest of the way down my legs, helping me get them from around my ankles.
“I didn’t say you could speak.”
“Sorry, baby.”
“Nuh-uh, you call me Miss Wilson.”
“One day, soon, it’ll be Misses Teller. Or you could hyphenate, like Sophia.”
“I don’t want to hyphenate, I want to be Mrs. Jax Teller.”
“Can Phia drop the Wilson? Just be a teller?”
“I don’t see why not.”
“I love you.” Jax smiles, leaning in to kiss me.
“I thought I told you, you couldn’t kiss me unless I say you can.”
“My bad, Miss Wilson.”
“Take off my bra, Jackson.” I command, he smirks reaching around me to unclasp the bra before pulling it off. “Panties too.”
“Anything else, Miss Wilson?” Jax asks from his place on the floor staring up at me, his roaming eyes making me feel self-conscious.
“Make me cum with your mouth, Jackson.” I command, snapping out of my self-consciousness, clearly Jax wants me or we wouldn’t be in this situation.
“My pleasure, Miss Wilson.” Jax smiles, grabbing my hips pulling my body closer to him, nuzzling his nose in my pubic bone, before kissing my hip bones.
“Jackson, I didn’t say tease me.” I say, Jax wastes no time standing up and putting me on the desk before shoving his face in my folds his tongue lapping at my clit.
“Jaaaaaax!” I moan out, my hands taking fistfuls of his hair, he leans back, throwing my leg over his shoulder, my other foot barely touching the ground, my still sore ass resting against the desk.
“You better hold on tight, baby.” Jax smirks up at me before continuing.
“Nuh-uh. I’m in charge remember.” I brokenly moan.
“We will see how long it takes. You’ll be begging me to fuck you.” He goes back to my clit.
“Stop.” I command, pushing his face away from me.
“What?” Jax asks, confused.
“I’m in charge, when I want you to stop, you stop and when I want you to talk I’ll tell you. Now, go lay on the bed.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jax smirks, making his way over to the bed.
“Hands behind your head, no touching.”
“Sure thing, Miss Wilson.” I smirk, making my way over to him. I climb over him, moving so my hips are over his face.
“No touching, you touch before I tell you you can, and this is finished. Am I understood?”
“Yes Miss Wilson.”
“Good, now eat me out.” I say, pushing my hips closer to his face. He wastes no time latching onto my clit, alternating between sucks and bites. I moan out, grinding my hips down a bit harder, careful not to hurt him. His beard rubs in all the right spots as I ride his face, pushing me closer to my impending orgasm.
“Use your fingers too.” I moan, he pushes two fingers into me, latching back onto my clit, he groans against me causing the vibrations to travel through my whole body.
“JAAAXXX!” I moan, pulling his hair and pushing my hips down harder. “I’m so close.” He sucks harder, biting down a bit, before curling his fingers and hitting a spot I didn’t even know existed. I gasp, grinding my hips down on his face as my orgasm washes over me. He helps me ride it out, continuing to lick at my folds.
“Stop.” I command, pulling my hips away from him.He raises his hand like a school boy. “Yes, Jax?”
“Was that a real Orgasm, or did you fake it?”
“Oh, baby, it was a real one. Remember, I promised I wouldn’t fake it with you.” I pant, moving down his chest, pulling him into a searing kiss, I can taste myself on his lips. “Now, you can fuck me, but we are tying your hands to the headboard. We both know you won’t be able to refrain from touching me.”
“You kinky bitch.”
“Only for you, baby.”
“Handcuffs are in the drawer.”
“Now who’s the kinky bitch?” I laugh, making my way, on shaky legs, over to the dresser.
“Only for you, baby.” He says, smirking up at me.
“Touche.” I laugh, grabbing the handcuffs, and moving back over to him getting on top of him, making sure to brush my soaking folds against his hard cock. He groans.
“Better make ‘em tight, babe. I’d hate for them to ‘come off’.”
“Shut up. Put your hands above your head.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jax smirks, raising his arms, making sure to brush them along my sides as he does.
“I didn’t say you could touch me.” I say, locking the handcuffs tightly around his wrists.
“Just making sure you were okay. You seemed pretty shaky.”
“Oh, baby, you need to learn to shut up.”  I reply, moving off of him and leaving him on the bed.
“Where are you going?” Jax asks, raising his head to look at me.
“Well, seeing as how you can’t listen, I’m going over here to take care of myself while you sit there and watch, not being able to touch me or yourself.” I smirk, running a hand from my neck to my breast, tweaking my nipple and letting out a small moan.
“But, baby, I need you.” Jax whines, pulling on the cuffs.
“Then shut up.”
“Fine, I’ll shut up just please come back.”
“Nah, I think I’ll take care of myself first.”
“Ariana, please, don’t do this to me.”
“Watch.” I command, situating myself on the desk and running a hand down my stomach.
“Miss Wilson. Please?”
“You will get fucked when I say. Now enjoy the show since you were a bad boy.”
“When I get out of these, I’m gonna fuck you so hard you can’t walk straight for a week.”
“Jackson, you aren’t going to get fucked at all if you don’t shut the fuck up.”
“Sorry, Miss Wilson.” I rub against my folds, making sure to moan louder for Jax’s benefit. I dip a finger inside myself, using my other hand to rub my clit. I throw my head back, letting Jax’s name fall off my lips.
“Mmmm it feels so good, Jackson.” I moan, rubbing harder.
“Can I feel it?”
“Hush.” I moan, hearing him pull on the cuffs, I let out a laugh.
“I need you, Miss Wilson.”
“And addicts need a fix, but they sometimes have to wait. Now, talk again and I won’t let you fuck me. I’m serious this time Jax.
“Jax, I need you to…..” Juice says, walking into the room, stopping in his tracks..
“What did you need, Juice?” I ask, hands still on my cunt.
“Gemma called, said Sophia wanted to say goodnight, she loves, and she will see you us the morning at her party.”
“Thanks, Juice. Now, get the fuck out. I’m busy with my Old Man.” I order.
“Yeah, yeah, right. Bye. Have fun!” He laughs before turning on his heel and walking out the door yelling to the guys that Jax is tied up.
“Well that was a mood killer.” Jax laughs. “You know they aren’t going to let me live this down, being tied up while you are finger fucking yourself across the room. They are going to say I’m pussywhipped.”
“Nah. I don’t care if you live it down or not. You’re trying something new, experimenting if you will, now do you want me to stop?”
“No fucking way! This is hot as fuck.”
“Good, shut the fuck up.” I add another finger to my throbbing cunt, curling them, trying to reach the spot that Jax does. I get a bit annoyed when I can’t hit it.
“Need some help over there?” Jax ask, smirking at me.
“Did I tell you that you could speak?” I ask, moving my finger a bit faster, focusing on my clit.
“Nah, but you sound frustrated.”
“You aren’t winning this time, Jax. The more you talk the less you are going to get.”
“I already won, babe.”
“Well, then I guess we can quit huh?”
“Nope, you haven’t cum but once tonight. We both know your limit is 5.”
“Well, I guess you have some work to do then.” I moan, pulling my fingers out of my soaked cunt, making my way back over to him. I throw my legs over his hips before sinking down on him.
“Fuuuck.” He moans out, thrusting up into me causing me to moan. I speed up my pace, grinding and twisting my hips.
“Mmmm feels so good, baby.” I moan, reaching down to rub my clit. Jax thrusts up into me hard his hips stilling.
“I’m cumming.” Jax moans out, his face contorting with pleasure, thrusting one final time before he flops back.
“Are you kidding me right now!!!!!” I growl.
“I’m so sorry! Watching you just got to me. You being demanding is hot as fuck.” Jax moans, his hips shaking a bit, causing me to moan out.
“You’re gonna make up for leaving me without cumming Jax.” I said, moving up his body. “Eat. My. Pussy.”
“Untie me.”
“But, I’m in charge.” I whine.
“Untie me, and I’ll give you the best orgasm of your life.”
“Fine.” I huff, getting off of him and going to find the key.
“Thank you, I love you.”
“Where’s the key?” I ask, searching the drawer.
“It should be in there.”
“Well it’s not.” I reply.
“Fuck, use a hair pin, it’s not a sensitive lock. I can tell you what to do.”
“Jax, I don’t know how the fuck to pick a lock.”
“FUCK!”
“I’ll just go get one of the guys.”
“NO!! I’ll tell you how to pick the lock.”
“Jax.”
“No, you aren’t fucking going in there and getting the guys.”
“Okay.” I sigh, pulling a hair pin out of my hair. “What do I need to do?”
“Okay, you have to straighten the hair pin as much as possible, then stick the flat end, not the bumpy end about 1 third of an inch into the keyhole, apply pressure, and bend it into a hook. That disengages the lock.”
“Jax I didn’t understand shit you just said.”
“Just keep the flat end up and bend it.”
“I don’t know what that fucking means! I can’t Jax. I don’t know what to do.”
“Ariana! KEEP FUCKING TRYING.”
“Jax. Don’t fucking yell at me. I can’t. I have been trying for ten minutes, I don’t think I’m gonna get it.”
“FUCK!” Jax yells, pulling on the cuff.
“I’ll get Tig.” I whisper.
“Can you at least cover me?” Jax sighs.
“Of course. I’m sorry baby.”  I murmur, pulling on Jax’s shirt and my panties and throwing the cover over him, leaving the room before he can respond.
“It’s not your fault, darlin’.” He murmurs as I leave the room.
“TIG!” I yell, getting his attention.
“Yeah, Doll, get tired of good old Jackie boy and decide you need to tie me up too?”
“I need you to come pick the lock. We don’t know where the key is, and I don’t really know how to pick a lock.”
“YOU TIED HIM UP AND CAN’T GET HIM OUT!” Tig yells, throwing his head back and full body laughing.
“SHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Must you tell everyone?”
“Yeah! HEY GUYS LISTEN UP!  ARIANA HERE LOCKED JAX UP WHILE SHE WAS DOMINATING HIM, AND THEY DON’T HAVE THE FUCKING KEY, SO JAX IS LOCKED UP NAKED IN THE BEDROOM!”
“Can you come pick the lock now?” I ask blushing.
“Juicey, think i’m gonna need your assistance picking a lock, Bobby, Chibs might need your help too.”
“You got it, boss.” They all say in unison.
“FUCK OFF TIG!” I yell.
“You’d be lost without me.”
“If I say I would, would you come pick the damn lock?” I ask annoyed.
“Baby doll, you came to the wrong man, I can’t pick a lock for shit.” Tig laughs.
“Who can?”
“Juicey boy can.
“Juice, please?”
“Is he covered up? Don’t wanna see his massive shlong again.”
“Yes Juice. He’s covered.”
“Jax has a massive shlong?” Tig asks.
“Yeah man, massive, like OH MY GOD big!”
“It is pretty big, Tig.” I say, looking up at him. “And he knows how to use it, that is, when he doesn’t prematurely ejaculate.”
“He didn’t?”
“He did, Tiggy, right after I started riding him, apparently he gets too excited when I let him watch me touch myself. Now Juice, please come pick this lock, we all have a child’s birthday party to attend tomorrow.”
“Coming.”
“Babe, who’d you get to unlock me?” Jax asks, as I come back in.
“Juice. Tig couldn’t do it.”
“Sorry man. I didn’t mean to see your cock earlier.” Juice mumbles, eying the blanket over Jax’s dick.
“Just get it open, Juice. Maybe knock next time.”
“Maybe lock your door next time.” Juice snaps back at Jax.
“GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!” Jax snaps.
“Maybe you shouldn’t prematurely ejaculate.  Maybe Ariana here is faking not having the key to get back at you for leaving her wanting more.” Juice grins.
“You told them?” Jax asks me, wide eyed. “Juice if you don’t get me outta here, you’re gonna be on prospect duty until you retire from the MC.”
“I didn’t mean to tell them, Tig was talking about your dick and I let it slip when I was telling him you have a massive cock and know how to use it except when you prematurely ejaculate.”
“As much as I would love to take that compliment, I can’t until I get outta here. Juice, now!”
“She fucked it up when we was picking at it. I think we are gonna have to get the bolt cutters.” Juice replies, moving closer to Jax’s head, his cock in Jax’s face.
“Just pick the other one, and we can go in the garage and do it. I can put some pants on. I just need one free hand, Juice. And for fucks sake get your cock outta my face.” Jax scoffs, turning his head.
“Man, they are both jammed.” Juice replies, scooching back a bit.
“Juicey.” I say to him. “Please do something.”
“I’m trying, Ari. There isn’t much I can do when one is jammed and the other is blocked. I have to get the bolt cutters.”
“FUCK!” Jax yells. “WE ARE NEVER FUCKING DOING THIS AGAIN!”
“Jaxy, I’m sorry.” I say to him while pouting, just like Sophia does when Jax uses his dad voice when she does something wrong.
“I’m sorry, it’s not your fault.”
“Are you mad, Jaxy? I didn’t think about the key.”
“Hey guys, I got the cutters. Chibs is going to help me.” Juice says, coming back into the room.
“Great. Get me the fuck outta here, and don’t put your cock in my face again or I swear to god I will demote you.”
“Alright.” They get to work cutting the handcuffs off. Jax rubs his wrists when they finally get it. Chibs and Juice climb off the bed, chibs bending to pick something up.
“Thanks, guy.” Jax says when they get off the bed.
“Look what I found.” Chib smirks, holding up the tiny key, and busting out laughing.
“THEY WERE ON THE FUCKING FLOOR! DID YOU DO THIS ON PURPOSE?” Jax yells.
“No, Jax! I had no idea. If I had known, I would’ve used them! Don’t start yelling at me.”
“I’m sorry, babe.” Jax sighs.
“I’m tired, and I want to go to bed.”
“Leaving.” Juice and Chibs respond.
“C’mere, darlin’.” Jax says, holding his arms open for me to snuggle into.
“I’m so sorry! I seriously didn’t know the keys were down there. We must have dropped them when I got the handcuffs.”
“It’s okay. Accidents happen all the time. Plus its a fucking hilarious one. My hot as fuck Old Lady tied me up, and made me watch her pleasure herself, and then I came so quickly I couldn’t even fuck her properly.” Jax laughs.
“A story that everyone is gonna hear. Until you make them clean up after Piney goes to the bathroom. Maybe one day we can tell our kids that story.”
“Nah, they don’t need to know about daddy’s giant shlong.” Jax busts out laughing.
“I meant the losing the key and having a cock in your face part. You were gay, for like 10 seconds.”
“Hey, I’m okay with it, because I had your cunt in my face too.” Jax smirks.
“Goodnight Jax.”
“Night, darlin’. I’m sorry I came so quick. I’ll make it up to you.” He mumbles in my hair, pulling me closer and kissing my head before drifting off to sleep, the throb between my legs finally subsiding.
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jesslcover · 5 years
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H.E.A.L.T.H. What is it?
For many years, ive been trying to get all these beautiful inspiring stories out of my head and out into the public. I believe that I have a message and maybe my delivery is off but its there....  There is no right or wrong way to deliver a message because it truly comes down to the perception of the receiver, not you that creates the problem. If you have a message to share with the world.. share it, and if the world isn't ready, thats there issue, not yours. So here’s mine.... well a small piece of it... 
Have you ever thought about what the true definition of health is? Is the worlds definition of health congruent with your own definition? How did you come to your own way of health or do you follow others and envision yourself as them maybe when you were completely out of balance with yourself. Or did you do research on ways to quick fix your health Hit?  
There are so many ways we can view health and in each one of us, its different. Take a smoker of 30 years.....    If you or someone you know has smoked for a very long time and are thinking about quitting, you know its gonna be stressful. Even if you are 100% committed to giving up the filthy habit and saying good rides, the body and mind are going to, at some point be in stress overload. The nasty chemical of nicotine has adapted inside your body and your cells feed off of them but then ll of a sudden, you are suffocating the fuel for which stimulated the craving when they were on empty... So your brain thinks, “feed me nicotine, feed me oral fixation.” 
No patch, gum or physical ailment has ever been the true reason some someone killing the habit. The real healing and transformation comes from the energetic balance between what our mind is telling our body, and what forces surround us in our environment the controls our cravings within our body. 
For 12 years, I smoked very heavy cigarettes. Not the Light to Ultra light brands but the stuff the big boys, construction workers, mechanics, Beer Bellied red necks, used to smoke. My mom allowed me to smoke as many cigarettes as I wanted, just as long as I only smoked cigarettes and nothing else. 
In June 1999, after a car accident nearly caused my death, I was awaked into a new light and mindset. Still smoking cigarettes, going to church and attending local exercise classes, my perception to things was different.  
After 4.3 drooling months of battling a disconnect of me headspace and my Mind Body Spirit connection being in OFF mode, I was turn on with more voltage and internal power than ever before. 
In October 1999, 2.5 weeks after I was forced to drop out of high school, I was blown away that something so big, and active was living inside of my head. I asked myself, how could this tumor, be so unkind to just appear out of the blue and say, “That’s it Lady, POWER OFF.” 
I was a senior in High School, passionate about hospitality, working for Marriott hotels 23-28 hours a week in front office operations and selling shoes at Nine West 13-17 hours/week M-F. Marriot was a Fri-Sat-Sunday job with Holidays for  the additional overtime. After my accident, I lost my job at the shoe store however Marriott loved my positive energy and life force I expelled to guests while they checked in, even when I couldn't see over the front Desk front sitting in a chair from Pain. Although I felt much loved at this hotel, I would soon be discharged from here as well. 
October 24th, 1999, after my first attempt to get my GED, the equivalent to a High School Diploma, I failed. I felt horrible with my life. I had no job because of my disability, I quit high school and barely saw my friends, no driver license because they were taking from me by the State of Ohio for safety of other drivers and I was smoking 2-3 packs of cigarettes a day. How was I able to come out of this mess and go from SURVIVING to THRIVING?                           It certainly wasnt some Miracle pill or Reconstructive Surgery that changed me from the outside to inspire my inside......  It came from within me! How I looked at the physical things around me, how I gave thanks to everything, even a bird dropping its poo poo on my head while trying to sunbathe next to my neighbors pool, or having a check for $3.84 bounce over a pack of cigarettes. What taught me the greatest life comeback in these scenarios.
It was a wet and muggy Wednesday morning in October, the 27th to be exact, when my mom dreaded waking at 745am to take me to get a second opinion from a doctor at the Cleveland Clinic office near my small hometown. She had finished work at 1130pm the previous night to only arrive home around 1215am from the heavy rain that evening. My first appointment was at 830am. 
There were actually several appointments scheduled that day however my mom had to be at work by 1pm and wasnt able to take me to all of my appointments. After the first appointment, we decided to skip the potential MRI and take me to grandma’s house. 
For the next 9 months, until June, the summer of 2000, I stayed with grandma. It was a much happier place to be. Grandma had 3 fun loving dogs, a pool with a beautiful wooden deck big enough for 5-7 lawn chairs, and my aunt Kathy living within walking distance. Kathy smoked and she was more like a smoking buddy. I was able to make some money mowing yards for the neighbors and helping grandma with the house and her dogs. In June, I got my driver license back and went on a mission to find a job that would give me independence away from everyone! It was the greatest stepping stone into womanhood I could've ever taken. 
After attempting to retrieve my job with Marriott and being unsuccessful, an amusement park on the lake outside of cleveland contacted me for a summer job at one of their hotels in the park. Cedar Point is the PRIME ROLLERCOASTER park in the USA. Without hesitation, I took the job and moved 2.5 hours away in a cabin villa with 2 other girls, for the summer. 
Cutting to the chase... at the end of the summer, I felt like i was ready to go back to school and try my HSD again. It didnt take long to see that, this wasnt supposed to be the option for me. 
August 2000, just days before school was to begin, mom and I, her friend Cheryl and our long time neighbor were shopping for school supplies at our local Staples Store. Cheryl had MS and I took care of her also. Without her with us, my mom would've been in the Emergency room. 
As we were walking out of the store, I started to dauntingly walk a different direction than my mom and Cheryl. Completely disconnect from the world, my mom said she continued to yell at me but I didn't listen. Was I not listening or did I not hear her? 
In the moment when my mom gently grabbed my right shoulder to bring me toward our truck, I physically attacked her, bruised her face and she fell on the ground. Immediately she got back up and “started calling me names”, Cheryl said. Before we got to the truck, I came out of this brain freeze and began to ask my mom “Oh My God, what happened to you?” 
You can imagine my mom’s confusion, frustration and contemplation as to why I seemed to disillusioned to the event. This object in my brain was moving again and this time caused a disconnect that changed my life traumatically, with myself and my mother. 
A week before my Mom’s birthday, September 4, school had only jut begun and I was doing good until the long 3 days weekend for Labor Day. Labor day is the 1st Monday in September and my mom’s birthday happened to fall on that day however our doctors office was closed. 
The very next day, with a luck of the draw, Dr Angerman, who I saw the previous years, had a slot open at 9am which my mom booked me without question. The findings were what had been daunting me for more than 15 months. 
Ganglioglioma is low-grade tumor of mixed cell type. It is a type of brain tumor that contains properties of both glial cells (responsible for providing the structural support of the central nervous system) and neuronal cells (the functioning component of the central nervous system). It is very rare!! Being rare was one thing but with the location being life threatening inoperable, my mom burst into tears with fears of what to do with me. 
My Ganglioglioma treatments included:               Neurosurgery – to remove as much of the tumor as safely possible; surgery is often limited due to the deep, central placement of these tumors within the brain                                                                                                     Chemotherapy – either before surgery to shrink the tumor or to kill cancer cells 
Radiation therapy – precisely targeted treatment to control local growth of tumors; not recommended unless the child’s tumor has re-grown due to potential long-term side effects of therapy.
Cleveland Clinic has some of the most highly acclaimed doctors and surgeons in the world. They are one of the best trusted hospital resources for Neurological, Cardiac and Pulmonary operations. With a higher success rate than any other hospital affiliation on the entire planet, Dr Angerman relaxed my mom and assured her that I was in heaven’s hands.  On March 12th, 2001, I became a successful survivor of this rare scare of a brain tumor however the end wasn’t close yet. 
After 3 days, I was released from Cleveland Clinic Neurosurgery in Cleveland, Ohio, with 100% full confidence by Neurosurgeon Dr. Morris, that I would recover with no problems. March 16th, while at my grandmothers house, I had a stroke. I was paralyzed on the entire left side of my body for 6 weeks until April 29th 2001...... 
Dr Morris did an amazing job at my surgery and was the first person and step that gave me internal hope that led to my wellness path to what I call HEALTH however, it was the energy practices of Yoga& Pranayama, which no one in my red neck town had ever heard of), Mindfulness, Chiropractic, proper nutrition and guided imagery that allowed me to transform my mind, come back in tune with my body and provide positive feedback that would change my life, inside and out, forever. 
It’s now 18.5 years later, Aug 2019, and my passion for helping people, inspiring wellness and Mind Body Medicine to everyone I meet, especially as a career, gains excitement everyday! My true meaning of HEALTH is Holistic Enhancements Aspiring Longevity Tranquility & Happiness. Because true health starts with me, not with money, a beautiful BMW, fancy vacations or diamonds... It starts at the HEART... tap deep within and you will win.... no matter what you are going through!
When we live life in a state of our own positive definition of HEALTH, whatever it may be, we are creating an art that is unique to us and us only, but its from the heart. Learn to BREATHE... and used the same formula components(letters) to BE HEART! 
Sorry for any typos...
Namaste, Good Night friends. 
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rorypcarson · 5 years
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it’s hope??? again??? yes u read that right here’s my son rory love us this blog is so new so nothing will be in the tags i hate everything lmao anyway like this or message me to plot ily bye
triggers: car crash, drunk driving, stroke, abortion, death, depression ( mention )
╰☆╮ DACRE MONTGOMERY ─ RORY PEARSON identifies as CISMALE and uses HE/HIM pronouns. they’re a YOUTUBER/MUSICIAN, and they’re only TWENTY-TWO ! they’re said to be +CANDID, but also -DESPONDENT. i guess that’s why they’re known as THE ACCIDENTAL BILLIONAIRE in the tabloids. ( kendall schmidt, logan henderson )
did i use two btr bois as his vc??? u bet ur ass i did & i have no regrets ok anyway on to my son 
background: 
rory pearson was born and raised in fairhope, alabama.  his parents were teenagers when they had him and lived with his grandma scarlett.  his mom jean marie was ousted by her parents when she told them she was pregnant and his dad’s mom took her in with open arms.  
of course his grandma wasn’t going to let them live in the same room in her house without being married, especially with her grandbaby on the way.  so after talking with them, and his parents agreeing, they went to the courthouse and got married three months before rory came into the world.  
rory was born on april 20th, 1996 and he was without a name for six days.  his parents couldn’t decide so they named him rory wyatt vincent pearson.  he was always told that since his parents couldn’t decide on naming him after jean marie’s grandfather or greyson’s father, they picked a third name and gave him both of their names for middle names.  
when rory was two and a half years old ( not really half, it was june ?? ) his parents graduated high school and went out for a party.  unfortunately their designated driver wasn’t so sober and the group of four recent graduates crashed into another car.  
his father was in the passenger’s seat and died on impact, his mother was pronounced dead in the ambulance on the way to the hospital.  
scarlett legally adopted rory after that and raised him.  she always told him stories of his parents, but avoided telling him anything about what happened to them for as long as she could.  
he was ten years old when he saw the memorial and recognized his parents from their yearbook photos and came home asking about it.  
honestly this is jumping ahead a bit but rory didn’t learn to drive until he was twenty years old.  and even now, esp now, since he lives in nyc he doesn’t drive often. 
okay when he was seventeen years old he met bethany in an airport.  he was on his way to a college interview on a connecting flight that got cancelled due to weather conditions.  they were both sitting in the same terminal so they got to talking and !!! hit it off
bro legit asked her out 5 seconds after their flights were announced to be back on
“hi yeah we just met but we’ve got two hours before your flight leaves so wanna go grab some food with me???” 
and the rest was legit history
he can remember every moment of their conversation and first date like it was yesterday. oh my god he was SO IN LOVE 
the human embodiment of the hearteyes emoji
and so the pair stayed in touch and went on a couple more dates and the boy was so gd smitten that grandma scarlett took his phone during one of their phone calls and was like “darlin if you don’t fly down here to meet me i’m going to think my grandbaby is just talking to a complete stranger on here.” 
and then bethany flew down and met scarlett and she was so excited because !!!! her grandson had a girlfriend !!!! 
grandma scarlett was the biggest supporter of anything rory did in life oh my GOD 
at his graduation it was just grandma scarlett in the crowd for him but boy did it sound like the whole crowd was cheering for him when his name was called 
anyway flash forward to he’s in college and he’s moved away to be closer to bethany.  which should not have affected his life but when he was looking at colleges fr fr after acceptances the boy chose one closer to his girl
we love a softie ok 
anyway on bethany’s 19th birthday he took her to an airport and was surprising her with a trip to disney that he’s been saving up for for MONTHS !!!! 
and at the airport he was like all jittery and nervous bc in his pocket he had an engagement ring but he did his bEST to hide it all from beth bc surprises 
not that he planned the whole thing ( he did ) but it just so happened they were in the same restaurant waiting for their flight as their first date way back when
and in the middle of dessert, the waiters singing happy birthday this boy attempts to be sly and gets down on one knee.  but didnt realize there would be someone coming up behind him to keep up the singing and he ..... kinda caused a mini avalanche of people
and he apologized and is like still on one knee and now he’s looking at bethany with a BRIGHT RED face and he had had this whole speech worked out in his mind ok but all that comes out is, “i love you, please marry me?” in like an awkward stutter because he just TOOK OUT AN ENTIRE WAITSTAFF 
somehow bethany said yes ??? and they’re engaged ??? 
oh and someone got the whole thing on camera and like that happened 
the video skyrocketed to the most viewed video entitled “i witnessed an awkward proposal???? and she still said yes?????” 
which is also lowkey how he started his youtube channel ?? 
“hi yes it’s me the guy who proposed to an olympic athlete while taking out a whole waitstaff?? i dont know why she said yes either but i love her??”
and for a long time it was mainly vlogs of him and beth and him and his friends 
okay so fast forward and rory’s graduated college with a degree in history education bc he wants to be a teacher and he’s got to fly back to alabama and miss his graduation because he got a phone call and grandma scarlett had a stroke
so the boy is freaking out but it’s fine !!! grandma goes home and he winds up staying down and now he’s trying to figure out how to be with beth, find a job in ny, but also take care of his grandma 
for a while he toys with the idea of moving grandma up to new york and helping her find a place.  so he goes back to new york to talk to beth about it and he’s freaking out and he gets home and she tells him she’s pregnant
of course he never expected to be like 20 and having a baby but ??? whatever.  now he’s freaking out because his grandma is not doing good and he’s worried about her and now he’s got to figure out what to do with a BABY ???
and bethany then tells him she wants to get an abortion and rory’s already stressed and so he flips bc of emotions and they get into a huge fight and it just winds up with him leaving and heading back to alabama and bethany in their apartment  
so rory goes home to alabama and he keeps getting notifications on social media about bethany so he just shuts his phone off and i’m talking like he goes days without touching his cell phone.  he takes a hiatus from youtube because he’s freaking out and 
two months after he’s home he seemed like scarlett was doing better so he took her to a party in town to see some of her friends and at the party scarlett had another stroke.  
she died six days later, never waking up from the medically induced coma they put her in.  
flash forward a couple more weeks after he’s working with lawyers for his grandma’s estate and rest assured scarlett pearson had nothing but her house, her garden, and her beat up corvette that her deceased husband wyatt bought her for their anniversary one year
so its a shocker to find out that scarlett pearson was worth 43.7 billion dollars 
and now that money all goes to rory because he’s her only living heir ???
so rory gets this BOATLOAD of money and the local newspaper picks it up which brings it to the national news and somehow it made international news
“local alabama boy from youtuber to billionaire overnight” 
so he kept his grandma’s house in alabama because ..... he can’t seem to let that go and why should he ?? its a good house and holds a lot of memories
but he does in fact buy a brownstone in manhattan its HUGE and he doesn’t have enough things to fill the whole space up but ??? he’s working on it slowly. 
he created a makeshift recording studio in one of the upstairs rooms and has been working on music, which is new to him ?? he was always a bit artistic but never sure enough to like try it out
oh and he’s returned to youtube, he’s got a decent following i guess 
i mean lbr he’s hot ???? and sings ??? so ??? ya know 
personality: 
okay so this is long already so im gonna keep this short n sweet
rory is a sweet boy, never really an athletic type always more focused on his studies than sports.  
spent a lot of time with his grandma and he’s very easily attached to people he’s close to.  not exactly clingy, but it’s really hard for him to let people go i guess ??? 
used to love shows like survivor and big brother and amazing race. always toyed with the idea of applying to be on amazing race but he never had anyone who would go with him, or could for that long.  
he’s a real kind hearted guy and clumsy as fuck
a bit awkward when you first meet him but ??? you warm up quickly and so does he
clumsy af as noted earlier 
kind of depressed ??? idk he’s not seeing anyone for it but post losing beth, his grandma, and like the possibility of a family in the future he’s kinda ..... morbid 
puts on a happy front for youtube
oh and he does a podcast talking about stuff with his friends idk what exactly but ?? its prob music and movies lbr
connections: 
best friend(s)--self explanatory; people who he gets along with and they’re like his ride or dies.  
nerd friends--give him someone to geek out with please he’s SUCH A NERD !!!! or someone who likes learning random things he’s got u 
musical friends--people who he met through starting to delve into music 
youtube community--give me people who !!! met through youtube and often do colabs together.  probably ppl who were shooketh when he came back and was like “bro i have 40 billion dollars????”
wealthy friend(s)--give me someone who will teach this boy how to be wealthy ??? like cause he knows nothing about that he struggled a lot growing up and with college and several part time jobs he doesnt know how to like party or anything 
idk anything else 
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higgins5 · 5 years
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Oof, this is so so late, but I am doing it! And thank you to the lovely @foxsoulcourt for tagging me!
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drink: Water, we are being healthy children here 
phone call: My District Manager at work to discuss my transfer
text message: One of my best friends about his terrible life choices (jk but really binge watching a show for 14 hours straight? Boy get to sleep!)
song you listened to: I’m Over You by Bryan James (it may or may not have been on loop for a while)
time you cried: Last Thursday 
EVER
dated someone twice: Haha, yep. Didn’t work out, but we’re still friends
kissed someone and regretted it: Not yet!
been cheated on: Unfortunately
lost someone special: I think we all have, but such is life
gotten drunk and thrown up: Oh god no
fave colors? Sea green, storm gray, oh I can’t believe i almost forgot! Really any deep blue or purple, like how the night sky gets just before it’s almost black
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE I?
made new friends: Multiple, and i am so greatly for all of the lovely people who have graced my life
fallen out of love: Not so much people. But things I believed I loved turned a little false, yes
laughed until you cried: Gosh, all the time. It’s awful, I call it my seal laugh because I’m laughing so hard I can’t breathe and i’m just doubled over hitting a table or my leg to express my joy because that’s all I can do
found out someone was talking about you: Just two weeks ago! And honestly I hate that. Like if you’re gonna talk bad about me just do it to my face. I’ll find out one way or another, might as well be from you
met someone who changed you: Some good people, some not so good people. But I believe it was all for a reason
found out who your friends are: Yes
kissed someone on your Facebook friends list: Hmm... Well, I do not actually have a Facebook so I guess that would be a no
GENERAL
how many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I guess I can clarify about FB here. My parents were always freaked out about the internet so never let me get one, and being a good child I never did- plus I was just not interested, so I just... never got around to it in adulthood. AND like whenever I needed to talk to a friend through FB I just used my parents page cause that was their solution, so there was no real need. But like, from the friends I had on my mom’s page yes, I know all of them irl
do you have any pets: SEVERAL AND I LOVE ALL OF MY FURRY CHILDREN! I have an 11yo poodle/terrier mix (mom was a poodle, dad was the terrier next door. Truly a scandal) named Bear and i love my grumpy old man to death; a 2yo boxer/husky mix we rescued that was originally supposed to be a lab which was a total lie named Nutmeg, but it’s okay I love my babe even if i can take her on a 3mi run and she’s still ready to run 3 more; an 8yo wonderfully affectionate and beautiful tabby cat named Willow; a 6 year old (oh my god, she’s 6, it feels like yesterday she was a satellite dish in a collar that meowed) purring machine tabby cat named Sage; and two beautiful girls. Lagertha and Gwenievere are two very playful and loving one year old dumbo eared rats
do you want to change your name: Eh, not really. I’ve had it for this long, might as well keep it
what did you do for your last birthday: Oh that was so fun. I went to the Melting pot (this fancy fondue place, so good) With a couple of friends and had a really great time, even though someone got me crayons as a gag gift (I.... hate, crayons with a PASSION, but she’s known me for like 10 years so of course I accepted.... hesitantly)
what time did you wake up today: Like 7:30? but i didn’t actually leave my bed until 9ish because don’t be fooled, I am not a morning person. I just run because I’m an idiot
what were you doing last night at midnight: Sleeping
what is something you can’t wait for: Figure out where life is taking me and then be a bomb ass bitch at it
what are you listening to right now: X&Y by Coldplay
have you ever talked to a person named Tom: I have, and he is a lovely person. Go talk to a Tom everybody, nice people
something that gets on your nerves: Horrible people. Like just those people that are horrible for no absolute reason. Like grow up, get a life, why do you have to make other people just because you’re unhappy. there are many people you could see for help and I have a number you can call if you need a recommendation 
most visited website: Probably a tie between Tumblr, Youtube, and Spotify
hair color: Well, naturally I am blonde but rn it’s a reddish auburn color (but hey, people ask me all the time if it’s my natural color so who knows maybe i was destined for this shade)
long or short hair: ish? It’s growing from a pixie (that I might go back to soon) so its like... not quite shoulder length yet but give it another month and we might be there
what do you like about yourself: You know what, i’m gonna give myself some love and say everything. Lol, but as a serious answer probably my personality/nature. I have a very big heart but am also incredibly sarcastic so it is a delicate balance 
want any piercings: SO many. I’m saving up to get my nose done soon (nostril) and later I’ll get my daith, helix, third piercing in my lobe, tragus, and maybe rook
blood type: Some kinda O? Honestly for someone who donates blood as much as I do, I should really know (but important blood donation note, if you wish to make sure not to do it too frequently! Healthy people = healthy blood = healthy donation receivers!)
nicknames: Gosh, too many to type. Apparently I’m just nick namey. But uhhh, the most common: Ash, Ashbash, Higgins, Higgy, Higgs, Figgins, Chief 
relationship status: Single
zodiac sign: I’m one of the twin fish babes, Pisces all the way
pronouns: She/Her
fave tv show: Don’t watch as much tv as I used to but Supernatural is always a good go to (recently I’ve been watching a lot of HGTv and doctor Phil and Hallmark with my mom though, if that’s anything)
tattoos: None (yet)
right or left handed: right handed, I’m basically useless with my left (unless an instrument is involved)
ever had surgery: Nope, and hopefully we keep that trend goin!
piercings: two ear piercings 
sports: Uh... in High School I was pretty active and track and I was a competitive shooter (air rifles- but I’m from Texas so). Nothing in college at the moment, I might try out for the track team just cause i miss bein a part of stuff
vacation: I am broke, I can only dream (but I do really wanna travel, so gotta save up!)
trainers: my totally stylish suede brown vans are my go to, but Adidas for running
eating: Currently? Nothing, but I did have some steamed broccoli and carrots&rice, and grilled chicken for dinner
drinking: Orange Juice
I’m about to watch: Absolutely nothing
waiting for: Didn’t I already answer this? it’s so much pressure. Uh... change?
want: To be successful in whatever I 
get married: Eventually
career: Haven’t gotten there yet, but everyday is one step closer
hugs or kisses: Depends on who and when
lips or eyes: Eyes. First thing I notice
shorter or taller: At 5′3 I don’t think I can even pretend to say i’m tall
older or younger: I probably fall more on the younger spectrum
nice arms or stomach: Yes
hookup or relationships: I am a committed relationship kinda person all the way. Never really understood the whole hookup thing but to each their own
troublemaker or hesitant: A hesitant troublemaker is probably more me. I say I try to stay out of trouble, but it just kinda finds me
HAVE I EVER?
kissed a stranger: No
drunk hard liquor: Yes
lost glasses: Ugh, all the time, worst is when I lose my contacts AND glasses
turned someone down: Yes
sex on the first date: Not my style
broken someone’s heart: Yes
had your heart broken: In love and life
been arrested: Nope, and i’d like to keep it that way!
cried when someone died: Yes
fallen for a friend: Yes
DO I BELIEVE IN?
yourself: Well someone has to, so might as well be me!
miracles: I do. And if they aren’t true, at least the belief of their existence helps make their outcome possible
love at first sight: In some fairytale world maybe, but for me, nah
kiss on the first date: Possibly
angels: Yes. Of what way and form I think that’s for you to decide
OTHER
best friend’s name: I have a couple because there is too much life to only need one person in it! Lexi+Brittany+Mauricio+Imaya from all the way back to middle school and Ronan (a recent addition)
And even if we don’t talk every day of our lives I know they’ll always be there for me when I need them. Good or bad. And they know I would do the same. That’s all that really matters in the end. They’re my little chosen family
(oh that got a bit sappy, okay moving on)
eye color: Light blue? Blue? I dunno, people say it’s pretty so I go with it
fave movie: Don’t really have one...
favorite actor: Yeah... same with movies, don’t have one of those either
extrovert or introvert: I like to call myself an introverted extrovert
favorite flower: white peonies 
favorite hello kitty character? I wasn’t aware there were characters aside from hello kitty....
oof this is a long post, but very fun to do! Hopefully y’all haven’t done this yet but if so well I’m gonna tag you anyways @i-h8-u-no-u-dont @pansexualpandion @rvmengf @egglorru @it-has-the-gay-fanfiction and really @ anyone who wants to do this! I’d love to see your versions!!
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