#and Ella especially just like... i can't keep my eyes off her

[holdmytesseract]

Royal Visitors

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki x Y/N feat. baby Narfi & Ella

Summary: Odin and Frigga come to visit the newest member of the family - baby Narfi. But things don't always go by plan, right? Especially not, when Ella comes home with her uncle Scott in tow...

Warnings: fluff, fluff and even more fluff! slight thirst? 👀 baby things and a lot of humour! scott being a dork. 😂

Word Count: 4k

a/n: @fictive-sl0th asked me, if I would write this - and of course I couldn't say no. 🥰 So well... Here you go! I hope you, my wonderful friend and everyone else likes this! 🥰

I'd also like to dedicate this story to @smolvenger . I hope this little, funny fluff piece can conjure a smile on your face. 🫂

Baby Fever Crew: (Let's try 'em tags again! I hope it works! ☺️) @km-ffluv @lokisgoodgirl @eleniblue @vbecker10 @loz-3 @jennyggggrrr @lokisninerealms @peaches1958 @multifandom-worlds @fictive-sl0th @lovingchoices14 @simping-for-marvel @stupidthoughtsinwriting @lou12346789 @kimanne723 @coldnique @lady-rose-moon @acefeather2002 @aagn360 @mostclevermiss @iamlokisgloriouspurpose @chennqingg @anukulee @lokiforever

Peeps who I think might be interested in this as well: @mochie85 @muddyorbsblr @evelyn-kingsley ☺️

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"Babe, when are your parents going to be here again?" You asked your husband, while cradling the tiny boy you squeezed out of you a mere week ago in your arms; breastfeeding him. Loki turned to face you; stirring the cup of coffee in his hands. His hair was positively a mess. He was wearing nothing but black boxershorts and a matching black and very stained tank top. The dark shadows underneath his eyes were the result of the lack of sleep he suffered from the past days. Having a newborn again and a six-year-old wasn't easy for him, nor for you. Especially for him, though, because he made sure that you got as much rest as possible; still needing to recover from the not so easy-going birth.

"Umm..." Loki checked the time, "In about... two hours." and took a sip of his coffee. "Alright. I have to get ready then. Take a shower, put on fresh clothes... Probably even brush my teeth..." Loki gave you an incredulous look, before he made his way over to where you sat at the dining table; passing by the kitchen counter. "You can do that, my love, but first..." He reached for the dozed off baby in your arms, "You are going to take a much-needed nap. Unless I'll have to fear that you are going to pass out in the shower - which wouldn't be good." and took tiny Narfi - who had himself curled up in a fetal position, in his strong, muscular arms. "And I am going to look after this little man, yes?"

You blinked; tired brain trying to process his words. "But... But babe... You only just got up from a nap, because Narfi woke you... You need rest, too. After all, you watched him almost the whole night and morning. Plus, you helped Ella getting ready for primary school. I can't ask you to look after him again, while I-" The god had heard enough and successfully shut you up with his lips on yours; kissing you gently. "Darling... This goes without saying. Of course, I am doing this for you. I'm your husband. We are partners. A team... And this little prince here is my son as well. Not just yours. I am his father and I have the responsibility to look after him as well - just like you. But the decisive and important difference is, that you carried him for over six months within your womb; keeping him safe and sound. You birthed him - which was very difficult, nerve-wracking and exhausting. You deserve and need the rest. I can see when the mother of my children needs a break - and I'll not let it happen that you pass out because of exhaustion. So please... Take a nap."

You were stunned. Utterly touched by Loki's words.

Blue eyes looked deeply into yours, while he shifted Narfi, so that he could intertwine a hand with yours. "Please." He added; gently squeezing your hand.

You felt how your emotions got stuck in your throat; eyes becoming teary. "Oh Lokes, I... I don't know what to say, I..." You stood up; moving to wrap both your arms around his waist. "Thank you, baby. I love you so much. You are the best. I couldn't have wished for a better husband and father." The god smiled; kissing you once more. "I love you, too, my goddess. And now off with you. I want to see that pretty ass in our bed now. Get some rest."

While you laid down and slept in only after a few minutes. Sleeping like a log; Loki took care of the newest addition to his family. He carried Narfi around a little longer, to make sure that he stayed asleep, before he laid him down in the crib - which stood inside your shared bedroom. Then he went to the living room and decided to help you out a little more; folding some laundry. Mostly onesies, rompers, bibs and burp cloths. Unfortunately, it was a very... Let's say tiring task, and so the god slept in as well; cuddling the onesie he was about to fold. The cup of coffee he had consumed was not helping him to stay awake; failing - and perhaps it wasn't the best idea of him to cover himself up with a soft, warm and inviting blanket. Therefore, that nobody was awake now and watched the time, two hours flew by within the blink of an eye and it came how it had to come...

The Bifrost opened up in the middle of the living room with a rather loud 'wooosh' - but it didn't bother all sleeping members of the family at all. Everybody was way too tired to care. Even Narfi slept through it.

Odin and Frigga appeared; standing now where the rainbow light once was. They both noticed immediately that it was awfully quiet. No Ella who came running excitedly up to them... No you, who greeted them warmly, nor their son. Not even the coos and cries of a newborn could be heard. Nothing. Just entire silence.

The couple exchanged a look. "No welcoming committee?" Asked the Allfather almost sceptically. "You did tell our son that we would come at this time of the day?" Frigga nodded, "I did, dear." and finally started to look around. It didn't take long for her to find her son - deep asleep on the sofa; snugly wrapped up in a blanket. She smiled, "But perhaps they were victims of a higher power." and tapped her husband's arm gently; making him see. He huffed. "What are we going to do now?" "Let them rest and come back later." Odin shook his head. "Dear wife... As you should know, I am a king. I have a kingdom to rule and duties to follow. I don't have the time - unfortunately," stated the king and approached the sleeping Loki.

"Son. Wake up." No reaction. Odin cleared his throat and raised his voice. "Loki!" It helped. The god ripped his eyes open and literally jumped up. "Yes, Sir, I'm awake, Sir!" He almost shouted; blanket falling around his ankles and the onesie hanging messily over his shoulder - just like his hair. Again. Loki was definitely completely out of it; caused by Odin, who ripped him so 'harshly' and sudden out of his deep slumber.

While Frigga placed a hand over her mouth to stop herself from giggling like a maid, who had heard the newest gossip, Odin was rather shocked at his son's messy appearance. Sure, he had a newborn child, but where was his royal behaviour? "Son..." The Allfather started, shaking his head. "What in the nine realms are you wearing?" Loki blinked; was still trying to properly wake up and looked down himself; seeing the stains on his top - which undoubtedly came from Narfi, and that he was basically just in underwear. Oh.

Swallowing hard, he quickly scrambled to get away from the sofa - and the blanket, and snapped his fingers; letting his seidr correct his outfit. "A-Apologies, father, I-" Frigga lifted a hand and placed it on the now black shirt clad chest of Loki; interrupting him. "Don't be, my dear. We understand." She gave him a heartwarming smile, which calmed the god down. "Thank you, mother." Frigga nodded and cupped his cheek for a moment, before she let go.

"Where is your wife and daughter?" Odin questioned Loki then, looking around. "Oh, um, Ella is out with her uncle Scott. He shows her around his father-in-law's superhero suit laboratory and Y/N is sleeping. She's been very exhausted." Loki had no other words to describe his father what his daughter was doing. How should he explain this? The Pym particles? That they were able to shrink you or grow you to the size of Asgard's palace? Right… He couldn't.

Odin frowned; was visibly confused. "What by the holy roots of Yggdrasil…?" Yeah… Exactly, Loki thought. "It's science, father. That's a complicated Midgardian thing." Frigga again just giggled, while Odin huffed, "Such foolery. I'll never understand those Midgardians." and shook his head. "Now, may we move on to the reason why your mother and I made our way here? We wish to see our newest grandchild, don't we?" The Allmother rolled subtly her eyes at her husband's behaviour, but nodded; giving her son a smile.

You and Loki hadn't told his parents yet if you were having a boy or a girl. Both, you and him agreed to keep it a secret and surprise them. Actually, you wanted to do it together, but when Loki saw you sleeping so peacefully and soundly; wrapped up in your oversized cuddle blanket, he didn't have the heart to wake you up. So, Loki tiptoed over to the little crib and slid both his big hands underneath the small body of his son, in order to lift him up in his arms. Narfi stirred; scrunched his little face. "No, no, no, don't wake up, little prince," Loki whispered; rocking him gently. "It's all good. Daddy just wants you to meet your grandparents. They are beyond excited to meet you." The god continued to whisper to the infant, while he carried him towards the living room.

"Mother, father..." He announced his return with a smile. "It is an utmost pleasure for me to introduce you to your sweet, little grandson - Narfi." Frigga gasped as she laid eyes upon the baby; eyes starting to get clouded by tears. She was visibly happy.

While the Allmother gasped and tried to hold back her tears of happiness, Odin let out a loud, uh, shriek of happiness. It almost sounded like a battle cry; causing both Loki and Frigga to flinch. "A boy! A boy! Finally another man in the family! An heir to the throne! A new ki-" The Allfather cut off his own sentence, as he saw the bombastic side eye his wife was giving him. She was clearly not amused by his reaction. Odin cleared his throat; giving his son, who was looking quite a bit confused at him a nod, before he reached out a hand and clapped him forcefully on the shoulder. "I-I meant great, my son. Producing such strong and healthy children."

Loki - and Frigga were both still not quite convinced by his choice of words, but either way, Loki knew that his father was happy. That he was proud of him and his kids - and that made the god smile. "Would one of you like to hold him?" At this question, Odin got surprisingly excited. "I definitely wish to hold my grandson! May I?" Loki blinked; smiling, "Of course, father." and handed Narfi carefully over. The king looked down at the newborn; the softest of smiles twitching at the corners of his mouth. "He's a broth of a man, son. But why is he still in his Jotun form?" "Oh, uh, he just hasn't learned to shapeshift yet. Ella could do it immediately, but Narfi's got more of my Frost Giant genes and needs a bit more time to learn," the god tried to explain.  "Ah, I see."

"Shall we have a seat?" Loki continued; gesturing towards the sofa. Both royals took the offer and sat down. Odin handed Narfi then over to his wife. "He is truly a wonderful, sweet little boy, my dear. You can be proud." Loki smiled; eyes fixated on the still sleeping infant. "I am, mother, I am - but I am even more proud of Y/N. The pregnancy, all that happened while she was pregnant and the birth itself were anything but easy and she did so great; worked so hard to bring him into this world." Frigga - and even Odin nodded; agreeing. "Indeed she is, Loki. Without a doubt one of the strongest women I know."

You had been asleep for a good while now, but your motherly instincts had tickled you awake. A sleepy gaze on the alarm clock, standing on your bedside table told you, that you had slept for almost three hours now. Three hours and Narfi didn't wake me once? You thought; felt the said motherly instincts kicking in.

Rubbing the remaining sleep from your eyes, you yawned and got quickly up; walking over to the crib - only to see that it was empty. A wave of panic and fear rolled over you, until your hazy brain told you, that Loki was with your baby; causing immediate relief to wash over you.

Making your way to the bathroom then; you heard voices coming from down the hall - and suddenly you remembered. Odin and Frigga wanted to visit you! And you slept through it. Shit. Quickly closing the door behind yourself, you took a pee and tried to make yourself look a bit more... presentable. We spoke about the king and queen of Asgard... They were royalty. After checking yourself in the mirror, you decided to join 'the party.'

The first thing you saw when you stepped inside the living room, were three adults, who had their gazes fixated on little Narfi; laying in his grandmother's arms. He was awake; cooing and gurgling - definitely being the main attraction and superstar.

You smiled; stepping closer. "Seems like the little prince met his grandparents already." At the sound of your voice, every head turned to face you. Loki was, of course, the first to react. He got up and walked over to you; gently placing both his hands on your hips. "Darling. As I can see, sleep has released you from its powerful clasp?" You nodded; smiling softly at all the love and affection Loki gave you in this moment - despite his parents presence.

"And as I can see, have the king and queen already met our little prince," you replied; standing on tiptoes and gazing over your husband's shoulder. "Indeed, darling. Apologies. I meant to wait for you, but you slept so peacefully... I didn't want to wake you." "It's okay, babe." You reassured him and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, before you stepped past him - out of his embrace and approached your son, Odin and Frigga.

The Allmother handed Narfi quickly over again to her husband and stood up; opening her arms. "Y/N, my dear," she said, pulling you into a hug. Frigga was - without a doubt, one of the sweetest and kindest souls you knew. "How are you feeling? I hope you could recover a bit?" You smiled; hugging her back. "I could, yes, thank you. I still feel tired, but it's way better." "Oh, that is very reassuring to hear."

You then greeted Odin as well, who was very enthralled with your little baby boy - just like everyone. You sat down on the sofa then - in between Loki's legs; leaning against his chest, with his arms loosely wrapped around you. Narfi quite enjoyed all the attention he got. Just like being held and carried the whole time, so it was no wonder that he slept in soon again.

After a little while, 'the party' got even bigger... Scott returned Ella back home - and of course she had asked him to visit her little brother as well, to which Scott couldn't say no. And perhaps Ella forgot, that her grandparents were on a visit already...

She gently opened the main door, having learned that she must be quiet in case Narfi was sleeping and tiptoed inside the apartment. Loki had practically enchanted the door knob, so that Ella could make her way inside her home without knocking or taking a key with her. She was already a big girl, but watching over an important key was perhaps a too big task yet. So, whenever she wanted to go back inside, the doorknob turned into a doorhandle for her.

"Come on, uncle Scott!" Ella quietly, but excitedly called out; holding the door open. Scott grinned at her and sneaked inside; walking on his tiptoes. After Ella had closed the door again, they both sneaked down the hall - like agents, on their way to find her parents and brother. "I hear voices, Agent Ella. I think your brother might be awake." The little girl had to suppress her giggles. "I think that too, Mr. Ant-Man. It comes from the living room, so we should go there." "Alright. Lead the way, Agent."

Getting closer, the hushed voices got clearer - and suddenly Ella realised. "Ohh..." "What is it, Agent Ella? Have you been hit?! Is there an enemy close?!" Once again, she had to suppress her giggles. "Nooo, Mr. Ant-Man. But my grandparents are here. I could hear grandma Frigga talking." Scott's eyes widened. "Ohh... So you've got very royal visitors today?" "Uh.Huh. But that's okay. I'll take you to see Narfi anyways. Let's go, uncle Sc- I-I mean, Mr. Ant-Man."

Together, they reached the living room. Ella peeked around the door frame first; analysing the situation. She saw how Narfi was laying in Frigga's arms, while she fed him a bottle. Odin sat beside her - just like you and Loki. "Mr. Ant-Man, we're clear!" Ella turned and whispered to Scott, "All right, Agent." before she peeked around the corner again. "Hi mommy, hi daddy, hi grandma Frigga and grandpa Odin!" The little girl chimed happily, causing everyone to look at her with a smile. Scott, being the dorky and funny guy he was mimicked Ella. He peeked around the corner above her, smiling as well. "Hi Y/N, hi Loki, hi Ella's grandparen- I-I mean greetings, your majesties!"

Ella giggled like mad at her uncle Scott's funny behaviour. She adored him - without a doubt. You had to suppress a giggle as well, while Loki rolled his eyes. And Odin and Frigga? Well, they were quite a bit taken by surprise and confused. After all, they didn't have a single clue who Scott was...

"Hi princess, hi Scottie!" You answered, giving them an amused smile. "Laing, what are you doing here?" Asked your husband, visibly annoyed by the friendly Avenger. Scott wanted to answer, but Ella was the one who did. "He brought me home, daddy, from our expo- No, uh... Expola- Exploration!" "Exploration? That sounds quite exciting, if I may say so," chimed in Frigga, while she still fed the bottle to Narfi. "What did you explore, sweetie?" You asked. Scott didn't tell you what exactly he wanted to show Ella. Just that he was going to take her to Hank's laboratory - and you trusted your friend, of course. After all, he was a father, too.

Ella smiled, grabbed Scott by the hand and pulled him after her inside the living room. "He showed me his friends!" "His friends?" Questioned the Allmother. Loki, though, had already a guess. "Oh norns..." He whispered under his breath. "Uh.Huh!" The little girl let go of Scott's hand again, in order to greet everybody. Hugging you, Frigga and even her grandfather; pressing a smacking kiss on Narfi's tiny, chubby cheek and lastly running into her father's arms. It was the hug that lasted the longest - and everyone understood, because all knew that Ella was a daddy's girl. It hadn't changed and probably never would.

"He showed me his ants!" She announced proudly and happily then, causing Odin's eyes to widen. "Ants?! That mortal showed you ants?!" "Yes, grandpa Odin. Scott has sooo many of them and they are so cute and friendly!" The girl explained; totally ignoring Odin's confusion and aversion. "That is ridiculous," the Allfather whispered under his breath, while Ella talked away; earning another side eye from his wife.

"Well, that sounds amazing, sweetie!" You said, giving your daughter a good feeling - and Scott, too. "Scottie, would you like to sit down, have a cuppa coffee?" You then offered; smiling. Loki wasn't amused, what his eyes told you immediately, but you didn't care. Scott was your friend - and definitely Ella's friend. The man with short black-brown hair smiled, nodding. "I'd love to!" "Great! On my w-" You wanted to stand up, to get Scott that cup of coffee, when Loki leapfrogged you. "I'll get our favourite insect a cup of coffee, love." You blinked; were a bit surprised, but nodded. "Alright, babe, thanks."

While Loki was away, you decided to put Narfi down and lay him inside his crib, since he got quite a bit whiny and fractious. After all, there were suddenly a whole lot of people here, directing all their attention on him... Perhaps it became a little too much for the newborn now. So, you took Narfi in your arms and carried him back into yours and Loki's bedroom.

When Loki and you were away, Ella pulled Scott over to the sofa; making him sit down between her and Odin - and the Avenger was visibly excited about this. After all, he sat beside a king! A real king! An excited, hyped grin was painted on his face, as he slid closer towards the Allfather. "So, uh, Mr. Odin - your majesty, Sir..." Odin turned his head slowly; facing him, but he was definitely not quite as amused as Scott was. "How is it to be a king? It must be so freaking awesome and- Oh ma gosh... Is that gold?" He saw the buttons who kept his robe attached to his tunic. Odin wasn't wearing his armour today, since he was on this family trip, but nevertheless was he dressed royally. "Real gold??" Odin nodded; confirming Scott's assumption. "Wooow... And... And that robe..." The black-brown haired man continued; grabbing a fistful of the king's red robe. "What awesome kind of fabric is that? Some kind of cotton mix? It isn't polyester, is it??"

Odin wasn't very pleased about a mere Midgardian touching his robe. "No, it certainly isn't." He hissed and gave it a tug, to pull the fabric straight out of Scott's hands. "It is fine Asgardian silk." Scott's eyes widened and he smiled even brighter; absolutely not caring that the Allfather didn't like what he was doing. "Wow! That's so cool, I swear!"

While Odin became more and more annoyed with every passing minute; Frigga and Ella were having a hard time to suppress their giggles.

Later on, when your guests had left and Narfi was fed, you decided to take a bath, in order to relax a bit. Loki let you, of course; was more than happy that you took time for yourself to relax.

Now the god was laying on the sofa, wrapped up in a soft blanket with Narfi sleeping on his bare chest, as Ella made her way inside the living room. She was already dressed in her pyjamas; ready for bed. Loki saw her tiptoeing inside the room and smiled. "Hey there princess," he whispered; already shifting a bit. He knew what was coming and therefore lifted the blanket. Ella smiled her brightest smile, causing the proud dad's heart to skip a beat. She hopped on the sofa, crawled underneath the blanket and cuddled close to her father and brother. There needed no words to be exchanged. Just love. Loki wrapped his free arm around his daughter and dipped his head to press a lingering kiss on her head.

The three of them just laid there and enjoyed the cuddles. No words were spoken, until Ella decided to change it.

"Daddy?" "Yes, princess?" "Can I visit uncle Scott sometime again?" Loki smiled. He and Laing probably weren't best friends, but Ella adored him, so why denying her that? "Of course you can, Ella." "Really?" She quipped excitedly; blue eyes shining. "Really." "Yay!" Loki chuckled; the vibration of his chest causing Narfi to whine subtly - and Loki stopped immediately. "Apologies, little prince."

The conversation died down then, until Ella spoke up once more.

"Daddy?" The god hummed in response. "I invited uncle Scott to come to Asgard with us." Loki blinked; was quite a bit shocked. "You... You... What? Why?" "Because he wants to have a robe like grandpa Odin has." Loki grimaced; not amused by this idea. Oh norns...

#the baby fever au #loki x reader #loki laufeyson #loki x female reader #loki x you #tom hiddleston x reader #loki fanfiction #loki x y/n #loki #loki fluff #loki laufeyson x reader

[rainypaperangel]

I had so much fun re-making the wardrobe for the new Monster High Movie that I decided to make on for Ever After High too - y'know, if Disney wouldn't sue every last penny out of Mattel if they did that (despite Descendants being a rip-off)...

I made this on the base of Ever After being in a more modern setting rather than the fused modern-fairy tale of the show, because... I'm not a costume designer xD

Raven Queen

I love Raven's original design, but I don't think the skirt would translate well into live-action. I chose purple leather pants instead and gave her a leather jacket - if it had winged beading down the sleeves, it would be *chef's kiss*!

The chain at the top right is a hip chain, I think that'd look really good with the pants (who I'd like to be high waisted) and the shirt (which took me forever to find!). I liked the dramatic boots and the almost Victorian necklace, I think it merges edgy and vintage really well!

For the hair, I wanted a more transitional color rather than the stripes - because that's how we get Descendants wigs. Do you want more Descendants wigs?? Didn't think so...

Apple White

This is probably my favourite of them all! I made Apple more preppy, like the overly-cheery class president she actually is. Her style is practical, sweet, and high class - I especially love the bow for her neck, I think it'd look adorable with a puff-sleeved white shirt! All in all, I just really like this outfit, I think it'd be a great way to transition her into live-action!

Maddie Hatter

For Maddie, I went in a more bubble-gym style. I did consider Lolita, but that seemed almost too sweet and matching for the daughter of the mad hatter - also, it gave me too much Alice vibes...

I tried to keep the base colours, but I also simplified them. I think Maddie in her cartoon outfit would look way too cartoony in a real setting, instead of quirky and odd. I'd like this to be her "bade outfit", and then I'd let a costume designer and the actress loose in a thrift shop to weird-ify it as much as possible!

Briar Beauty

I made Briar's outfit a bit more Victorian-inspired than her real one, because this is the outfit I think would look the worst in a live-action movie. A short, rose-patterned skirt and a laced crop top would suit her so well!

I gave her flats so she can run to all the parties she wants, and her hair is a lot more blended, though noticeably pink. IDK, I really like this outfit, though I think she'd look awesome with some rose-patterned pants too!

I liked the idea of the glasses being prescription and not sunglasses. I also think she'd kind of hat her tiara, seeing it as a sign of the inevitable...

Cerise Hood

Cerise is one of my favourite characters, if not the favourite. I liked her edgy cartoon-look, but I wanted to make it even more grunge and rough.

A hooded leather jacket (of course) and some big, baggy, ripped jeans would be such a cool look on her! The flat boots would be easier to run in, and I really like the idea of her with shorter, more manageable hair. Also, chains. Because of course.

Ashlynn Ella

Surprisingly, this was the easiest look to make! I think Ashlynn would be so pretty in a simple, blue floral dress with a pink cardigan and light blonde beachy curls! I also can't get over how good these shoes look (obviously an actual actor couldn't wear real glass stilettos)!

Also, can we take a moment to appreciate that clock purse? Look me in the eyes and tell me this outfit wouldn't 100% be Ashlynn!

#i swear i don't hate descendants #but I will never forgive disney for ruining ever after high #ever after high #monster high #raven queen #apple white #briar beauty #ashlynn ella #maddie hatter #cerise hood #ever after high characters #ever after high fanart #ever after high clothes

[themackenzieboydchronicles]

Mackenzie Plots to Make Aaron Jealous.

Mackron fanfic.

Aaron was helping out at the pub while his mother was recovering.

"Who's that woman Mack's sitting with?"Aaron asked Gail.

"How do I know" Gail replied "Go and asked him and anyway she's a he"

"Are you sure they've got long curly hair" said Aaron.

"And the sexiest eyes" said Gail.

"To put your mind at rest Aaron he's the new mixologist for Macks bar" said Bear. "He's a hot bloodied Spaniard apparantly"

"Oh is he now" said Aaron who was seething.

"You're jealous" laughed Gail.

"Too right I am" said Aaron grabbing the menu Gail had in her hand and going over to Mack.

"The Paella's on special today" said Aaron looking at the menu in disbelief that it was actually on the menu.

"We'll have the vegitarian option if you have it" said Mack. "By the way this is Gino my new mixologist"

"I'm Aaron, Macks husband" Aaron said on the spur of the moment feeling jealous as he took Macks order.

""He's as good looking as fuck despite all the make up he's got on" said Aaron as he went back into the kitchen.

"You on about Bear again" joked Marlon.

"No that new bloke that Macks slobbering all over" said Aaron who was annoyed. "The one Gail thinks has sexy eyes"

"Ooh yes" said Gail "He's definitely got come to bed eyes. It won't take him long to get round all the ladies with his looks"

"Gail your Gaydar definitely isn't working. Didnt the make up give you a clue" said Aaron "He's gay and I've got to think of a way to get him away from Mackenzie"

"Ooh another exciting day in the Woolpack" Marlon said sarcastically.

"What's paella doing on the menu anyway? asked Aaron.

"Mack asked for it especially as he said he had a special friend coming today" Marlon replied.

Aaron dashed out of the kitchen just in time to see Gino give Mackenzie a kiss.

"Didn't you hear me?" said Aaron rushing over to where Mack and Gino were sitting and slamming the knives and forks down on the table. "I'm his husband"

"Mack just told me you're divorced" said Gino.

"Well I hope you have a great time with him and his six kids. Well the six that we know about anyway" said Aaron. "And the Paella's off"

"No it isn't" said Mary bringing two plates of Paella over to Mack and Gino.

"Tell me about your six kids baby" Gino asked Mack.

"Did I just hear him right?" said Aaron going back to the kitchen with Mary "He just called Mack baby"

"Yes and I've just heard Mack offer him a bed for the night" said Mary.

"Like fuck he is" yelled Aaron deliberately knocking the two bowls of sticky toffee pudding Mack had just ordered on the kitchen floor.

"That's Mack and Gino's pudding you've just sent flying" said Marlon.

"Don't worry " said Aaron scooping it up off the floor and putting it back in the two bowls.

"You can't serve them that" said Marlon.

"Watch me" said Aaron taking the two bowls out.

"We've changed our minds about the puddings" said Mack "We don't want to over eat as we've got some fun and games planned for later"

"You ex husband is very fit Aaron" said Gino. "In fact he's gorgeous and I can't wait to get to know him intimately"

"Well yes he is until he starts chatting all night in his sleep and keeps you awake with the screaming" said Aaron "Just ask Dr. Liam"

"Oh I love a screamer." replied Gino squeezing Macks hand. "You slept with your doctor Mackenzie. Come on I need all the details" said Gino.

"No he was just making sure I was ok" said Mack wishing Aaron would just go away.

"This village is very friendly" said Gino "I think I'll fit in nicely"

"There you are" said Ella who had just come in "Sorry I'm late"

"We've already eaten" said Mack.

"That's OK I've just had some cake that Wendy made" said Ella "I'm sure she's laced it with arsenic"

Ella went up to the bar to order a drink.

"Do you know who that wanker is sitting with Mack?" Aaron asked Ella.

"Gino? Oh yes the three of us go way back he used to work on our market stall" Ella replied.

"Looks like he's still wearing the tat you used to sell" Aaron said referring to the sequined shirt Gino was wearing.

"He's an alternative dresser" said Ella.

"What's that supposed to mean?" said Aaron getting angrier by the minute.

"It means that he has the hots for Mackenzie" said Ella "He's fancied the pants off Mack for years when he was working for us so just watch that little green monster sitting on your shoulder"

"Well he can have him" said Aaron storming into the kitchen and kicking the work station sending all the pans flying across the kitchen.

"Just steady on Aaron you're supposed to be working here to take the pressure off your mum not wreck the kitchen" said Marlon "You'll have to wash all them now"

"Wash them yourself. I'm going home" said Aaron storming off and giving Mack and Gino the middle finger sign as he left.

"That's worked a treat" said Ella "Aaron's crazy with jealousy"

"Thanks for going along with it Gino" said Mackenzie.

"That's OK I owe you one as I really need that job in your bar" said Gino "And I get to snog you which is a bonus. So maybe we can do more than just snog Mackenzie and make Aaron really jealous"

"If I wasn't crazy about Aaron then maybe but we'll stick with the original plan for now" said Mack.

"For now" smiled Gino. "So there is still a chance I can get to hear you scream"

"Nice try Gino but Mack has a serious crush on Aaron" Ella laughed.

"It's more than a crush" said Mack "He's my life and I am heartbroken that I want him back even though he's treated me like shit"

"If you insist" said Ella giving Mack a peck on the cheek.

"Sounds good to me" said Gino "Maybe I'm in with a chance after all"

24.4.24.

#mackenzie boyd #ella forster #aaron dingle #mary goskirk #marlon dingle #gail loman #bear wolf

[annaphoenix1994]

Masterlist:

Reaper

"Feel the devil on my back; I keep on running; Feel the heat under attack; But I can hear the reaper calling my name; Bless my soul, my time is coming; Oh Lord, gonna bury me alive."

"Reaper" by Silverberg ft. Jordan Frye

October 22nd, 2022

Corey breathed heavily as he checked the live location of the AirTag as he parked the noisy car on the side of the one-lane road called Gravel Hollow - it was mainly concrete before turning to gravel the further one went. Zooming in on his phone's map at the pin the AirTag dropped, he then began to study the layout of the land, seeing that the house had a long driveway and sat on a massive piece of land, Corey thought that it would be easy to do what Laurie suggested, although he couldn't deny that he was nervous nonetheless...

Starting the car again, he then drove along the road until it turned to gravel, driving slowly until he saw the address of the house in question. It looked similar to Michael's childhood home in Haddonfield, but it had a different flare to it -- white, worn and aged, but scenic.

Corey could tell from the road that the house had a beautiful view of Montana's landscape. No wonder they came here...

Corey knew better than to turn into the driveway and act like a lost citizen looking for a friend's home as he knew he and Mia have crossed paths before. Instead, he continued driving when he found the neighboring ranch, turning into the driveway before turning the car around, speaking his apologies to the old man that was locking his gate for the night, simply stating that he took a wrong turn with a convincing smile.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

"There you are," Mia smiled at Michael, handing him a mug of hot apple cider - his favorite drink (aside from Dr. Pepper). It was their favorite time of the day, especially in the Fall - dusk. The leaves were raining from the trees, the breeze was steady, and the air was light and clean. She sat next to him in the rocking chair close by, sipping on her own mug of apple cider. "I should know where I can find you."

"I can't help I have a favorite spot," He chuckled. "Where's Ella?"

"She's talking to her uncle John," Mia replied. "She says she doesn't like it when I'm in the room when she talks to John."

"Why?"

"She says she's a big girl and likes to have her own conversations."

The couple shared a laugh.

"That girl is a spitting image of you, hun."

"Scary, isn't it?"

"Every day."

Mia scoffed, "I see how it is!"

"Would you rather me lie to you?"

"Well... no."

"I'm just messing with you," Michael shook his head, taking another sip of the cider and licking his lips. "I'd rather her be more like you than me."

Mia rolled her eyes playfully before she and Michael both looked towards the road, hearing an awful racket-like sound -- metal meeting gravel -- like something had been dragging. Michael tilted his head at the noise before seeing the tail lights of a small car going towards the main road. "Sounds like someone's muffler is about to fall off." He commented.

"You're tellin' me. It sounds horrible."

"Mhm."

"You know you're on babysitting duty tomorrow, right?"

"I thought you didn't work tomorrow?" Michael arched his brow.

"No, baby, that's Wednesday when I'm off. Tomorrow is Sunday."

"Oh. Are you working late?"

"Just until seven. One of the girls at the office called out for tomorrow and I offered to stay a couple of extra hours to close it up."

"Okay. I'm sure I can find something for me and her to do."

"Well, you can work with Peanut with her," Mia suggested. "Maybe you and her can make dinner and watch a movie."

"That sounds like a good idea. Although Ella's version of dinner is just a pot of macaroni."

"It makes her happy," She giggled. "She has you wrapped around her little finger and you know it."

"Oh, I know. And I'm not complaining about it either," He chuckled. "She's my entire world."

"I know she is," She smiled, standing up and adjusting her robe around her shoulders as the breeze chilled her. "I'm going to go get her ready for bed."

"So... Does that mean we're going to bed?" He asked, hinting at sex.

"Maybe..."

He sipped the last of his cider before standing to his feet, "I'm on my way."

Mia laughed, shaking her head as he walked behind her into the house, shutting the door behind him and patting the top of Scout's head as the dog jumped up on him to greet him.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

"How am I going to do this?" Corey spoke to himself as he parked the car further down the road, now on foot as he used what was left of the remaining sunlight to guide his path.

After a good twenty minutes, he then stumbled upon a fence line, seeing a barn, arena, and what looked like silhouettes of livestock, but he wasn't sure what. Seeing that he had the animal's attention once stepping through the fence, he then realized they were horses.

"Woah, easy. It's okay." He said lowly, ignorant on how horses would react to a stranger.

Seeing one to look smaller than the rest, it turned and ran away first, the other two following behind, leaving nothing but the thunderous stomp of their hooves as they galloped away. He shrugged before walking into the barn, tucking himself away behind a wall of square bales as he contemplated on what he was going to do next. 

#og michael myers #michaelmyers #h40michael #halloween2018 #james jude courtney #peepaw myers

[wickymicky]

pixy's choreos are so interesting

#and Ella especially just like... i can't keep my eyes off her #she's my bias for sure #and I'm not just saying that because i knew her from Cherry Bullet... #because tbh i actually didn't haha #i knew about Cherry Bullet and i liked q&a but i really didn't get into them until Hands Up #which was their first comeback without the three members who left #like when i first watched Pixy Wings i didn't know which one she was because like... #i never really had a good idea of what she looked like in chebul anyway lol #it turned out that the pixy member who makes me lose my mind is the one who was in that other group #but it could have been someone else lol i didn't know #and now when i watch q&a i think it's so weird to see pixy ella there... she just fits pixy sooooo well #it's a much lower budget and a much smaller company and yet... it looks like she's thriving #and really loving their concept and all the things she gets to do in it haha #and that's awesome #i don't think either title track has been perfect yet but i love the choreos #and honestly Let Me Know is pretty good! i like it a lot more than Wings #again not perfect but definitely pretty good #i think they could do a lot more with a bigger budget and you can tell that they're limited by that but... #hopefully that will change! Wings did really well in streaming on korean sites right? i think i saw that #anyway ella is great and I'm very excited to follow her career #and the other pixy members too!!!!! like that that's the thing... they all look like they're giving it their all #Ella is just the one who makes me audibly gasp the most #thoughts tag

[miss-kittys-magical-library]

Waiting For A Star To Fall

Nikolai x Selina

Word Count: 6k

Warnings: minor angst and fluff, oral sex (m/f receiving), brief thigh riding, penetration, use of sex toys, language gif by @vousnavezrienvu

A/N: Selina and Nikolai's first date turns into more than they ever imagined. 

This took a stupid amount of time to write and became a pure labor of love. Thank you @magic-multicolored-miracle and @neuroticpuppy for being with me the ENTIRE way.  And @bisexualnathanyoung and @forenschik for being my guinea pig

September 1992

Selina’s phone rang, but Sunny beat her to it as he threw himself over the arm of the futon in her minuscule apartment.  His elbow rammed into the wall, and Selina insisted he deserved it.

“Hello?” 

There was a momentary pause.  Selina stood cross-armed with a frown on her face.

“I don't recall anyone with that name living here.  It's just my sister, myself, and the guy from the sixth floor who was murdered in 1985.” 

“SUNNY!!” 

He waved her off,  “Why would I be fucking with you?  You called here.  My sister didn't give you this number, she's a virtual nun!  She's not one to take up with strange foreign men.”

Selina launched herself at her little brother.  He held the cordless phone above his head and levitated the ten feet towards the ceiling.  His legs curled up underneath so she couldn't grab him by the ankle. 

“UNFAIR!!”  

“EVOLUTIONARY ADVANTAGE!” he shouted and stuck out his tongue.  “You were saying?”

“You aren't evolution!  You're a science experiment that was implanted in our mother by The Men In Black.”

“Low blow.” Sunny flipped Selina off and went back to the caller.  “I mean that may or may not be the woman you ravished lakeside.  I know my sister is her own woman.  You scandalized her though.  I think you made her feel.. feelings.  Rude.” 

“NICKLAUS ELTON KOSTAS GIVE ME MY PHONE!”

He held up his hand.  “HEY! I can speak Russian you know.”  And then Sunny did for the next several minutes occasionally glancing down at his sister.  

Finally, he came back to the couch and held out the receiver to Selina.  “It's for you.  He's very perturbed, and Slavic.  And sexy.”

She yanked the phone from her brother and flipped him off.  “Klaus should've left you in 1989.”  Her voice softened and her cheeks flushed as she finally answered, “Hi.” 

Sunny hovered a few feet off the ground as Selina blabbered on in flirtatious Russian.  He sneered and poked fun at the way his sister wound her finger up in her hair and then released it.  When that didn't work, craving her attention, he began to hold an imaginary conversation with an exaggerated Russian accent.  

Selina threw the first thing she could at her little brother.  The remote control sailed across the room at Sunny who simply held up his hand, palm towards his sister.  The remote hung in the air like he did.  Then he narrowed his eyes which caused the object to lower to the floor. Selina sighed and returned to the conversation. 

“Wait, you wanna take me out?”  A pause.  “You don't have to repay me.  I'm just practicing for when I'm ethically obligated to save someone.” Pause. “Arsonists and thieves too!”  Selina smiled wide as the flames licked her cheeks and ears now.  “How attractive you are doesn't alter Samaritan laws, Nikolai.” 

Sunny rolled his eyes flabbergasted at how his sister’s entire demeanor changed the moment she began to speak to the Russian from Sway Lake.  She was being coy.  Dare he say seductive as she ignored everything he managed to garner attention.  

Sunny had always been the object of his sister’s devotion.  EVERYONE’S devotion really.  As the youngest of eight “children,” it was his birthright.  Now here he was, slowly becoming Selina’s third favorite person.  Not a single soul, no matter how rakish or good in bed, would ever replace Leon. 

“Sure.  Yeah, I’d like that.”  Selina had a dopey grin on her face.  “Tonight?!  I mean can you even get reservations?”  “Trust you?  I don't know why I should, but I guess I will.  I'll meet you there. Do svidaniya, Nik.. KOLYA.”  

Selina hung up the phone and threw a pillow this time at Sunny.  He crashed to the floor having been caught off guard and rubbed his ass.  

“Just be HUMAN FOR FIVE MINUTES.” 

“I AM HUMAN!! I'M JUST.. Super.” 

“Super egotistical.”

“I can't help that the love of our parents turned me into a badass.” 

“I just pray Reginald never finds you.  You're the success to his failure with Klaus.”  Selina meant that last bit with her entire being.  “Now get out, I've a date tonight.” 

---

“Nikolai, I can't run that fast in these boots!”  Selina yelled as she desperately tried to catch up to her date.  She could hear a fast-approaching man behind her yelling obscenities in a dialect she wasn't familiar with.  Bulgarian or Lithuanian maybe. 

He stopped at the corner.  “We are wearing the same ones, look how fast I'm moving.  I think it must be the several rum and cokes you had.  Come,” Nikolai held out his hand, “we will go faster together.” 

Selina rolled her eyes but linked her hand with his.  Nikolai took off, and she started to laugh.  The exhilaration and adrenaline coursed through her veins.  Never in a million years would she have imagined dining and ditching.  

Nik was so calm as he spoke to the waiter in the dialect they were being bellowed at.  He never blinked.  Then the waiter nodded, took something from him and walked away.  Nikolai stood and clasped Selina’s hand and began to make his way towards the door. 

“Nikolai, shouldn't you pay?” 

There was a slight shake to his head.  He never looked back, just kept going with Selina tight to his side.  They made it to the door before they both had to give chase. 

Selina swung out into the street.  She waved and whistled loudly at an oncoming taxi.  To her shock, it stopped to pull over for them.  Nik was incredulous but had no choice except join his date as she yanked him inside the cab.  

“Bleecker and Christopher, please,” she instructed the taxi driver.  Selina turned to the Russian beside her,  “Are we going to break the law EVERY time we're together?”  

“Yes.  Like a new Bonnie and Clyde.”  Nikolai lifted the hand Selina hadn't realized he was still holding.  His lips brushed the back of it, “Without being shot to death by the FBI.” 

Selina's heart pounded in her ears.  She couldn't remember seeing anyone look attractive in the color orange.  Yet here was the man beside her, currently with a look she could only describe as voracious, pulling it off.  Her cheeks grew hot under the weight of his stare. 

“What?!” came out in an embarrassing giggle. 

“I cannot look at something beautiful?” 

“You don't have to lay it on THAT thick.  I'm taking you back to my apartment already.” 

“I'm not trying to trick you, Lina.  I think you are beautiful. I almost blew my own mission.  Especially under the moonlight.  You made me forget what I was doing.  Your willingness to allow me to do unspeakable things to your body helped,” he teased.  

Selina decided to play coy as the taxi stopped in front of her building.  “Let's see what happens under this month’s full moon.” 

---

Selina and Nikolai on the fire escape outside her living room window.  Selina a few beers in and a few steps above.  Nikolai nursing a beer of his own while settled between her knees.  His arm under her knee to snake around her calf.  His fingers mindlessly stroked her ankle to the naked foot dangling in his lap. 

They had fallen into a contented silence after nearly two hours of talking.  Sharing stories in Russian and English.  Nik’s curiosity about the photos and books and records she owned was endless.  Selina had a hard time keeping up and answering as he flitted along from keepsake to keepsake. 

Yes, that's Elton John.  Somehow he and her parents were old friends.  He dedicated “Your Song” to her parents every concert they went to.  Selina could never figure out why. 

The somehow dower, yet smiling man, with a giant cigar in his mouth that tossed Selina in the air while little Sunny hung from his back was her Godfather, Tom.  He had been a CIA agent that now lived in a cabin with his beautiful French wife, Ella.  That's where she had been  staying up at Sway Lake.  Yes he did always look like a lion with a thorn in his paw, but he was soft and kind and loving.  

The Lady Godiva on the horse was her mother, Honey, back when she frequented Studio 54.  Selina recalled her hair rivaled only Cher’s at that stage.  Raven colored and long enough to hide her naked body (barely) as she sat side saddle on the white mare.  Her head resting against the back of an equally nude man. Her one arm wrapped around his thin waist. 

Nope, Nik was totally not imagining things.  The man holding the reins did strongly resemble her brother and himself.  That was HER papa, Leon. His hair in perfectly wild curls to his shoulders. His face full of confidence and sex. 

The questions began to wear Selina down.  No one had ever been this inquisitive or interested in her life.  Her family.  Her.  The endless questions, punctuated by making out until their lips chapped, about her personally.  Then, between an anecdote about Luther and rollerskating and tongues fighting for dominance they stopped.  

Now Nikolai lifted Selina’s foot and kissed the top of it.  Then his mouth made its way up her shin.  When he reached her knee, Nik turned abruptly to face the woman behind him.  He set the bottle down on the windowsill before kneeling on the stairs.  He slid the hem of her dress up, fingers hooked into the fabric of her panties to tug them off.  He kissed her inner thigh before letting his tongue trace painfully slow along her sex. 

Selina could only grasp the railing.  Her fingers curved around the cold metal and she cried out in pleasure as Nikolai slipped his tongue inside of her.  

It slid in and out before eventually discovering her clit.  His hands on her ass so that he could pull her onto his face.  Encourage her to ride him as his tongue flicked in circles and then snaked in and out. 

Selina started to lose herself.  Her free hand tugged at Nik’s hair while her hips bucked and the spark grew.  She twitched and cried out louder as his mouth and tongue worked faster.  She opened her eyes to look down at the man keen to make her cum. 

Almost as if he could feel her eyes on him, Nikolai looked up at Selina.  She felt strange, shameless and used her own thumb to wipe away what was on his lips.  She sucked on it briefly then grabbed Nik by the shirt towards her.  Wanting for a kiss.  

Selina revelled in the way she tasted on his lips and inside her own mouth.  Like beer and bitterness.  She had never done that before Nikolai and the lake.  She wanted to do it again, and every time he went down on her.  She wanted to put him in her mouth.  To suck and lick and make him bend and writhe.  

She could, she thought, now.  Selina pushed Nik away at arms length meaning to have him sit on the stairs so she could give him head.  Her fingers deft at the belt buckle and buttons on his pants. She laughed full of nerves as he fumbled, THE OVERCONFIDENT RUSSIAN FUMBLED!! 

Nikolai fumbled with the buttons on his dress shirt before he finally came loose.  He yanked his pants and boxers over his hips and held his cock in his hand. Nik parted her legs and started to push inside, but Selina held up her hands.

“What are you doing?”

“Do you not want me to have sex with you?”  He was more shocked than angry. 

Selina ran her hands over his chest and stomach then up around his neck.  “I very much want to fuck you.” Nikolai huffed, but Selina continued, “I mean I've seen you naked and can't get over how fucking sexy you are.”  

“Then what is wrong?  Not here?  Maybe this is not comfortable for you.  We’ll go inside.”  He stood and held out his hand.

“It's probably the same as fucking on a bunch of sticks and acorns.”

Nikolai sniffed again at the use of the word “fucking.”  “Then what is wrong?”

Selina stood and climbed in through the windows.  Her date followed.  “There's an international health crisis.   A incurable disease that passes mostly via sex and fluids?” she shouted from her room as she rummaged through drawers. 

“Do you mean The..AIDS?  Is that not for,” he chose his words carefully, “The gay men?” 

Selina could tell Nik was more confused than anything.  She heard this all the time at the clinic where she volunteered. “Or you could be bisexual or pansexual like my brothers.  Contract it from a man and pass it to a female partner.”  

She appeared in the living room now with a small foil package.  “Or an IV drug user, also like my brother, and get it that way.” 

Selina started to unwrap the condom without noticing that Nikolai was standing completely nude in her living room.  “This is usually where most guys bail.  They're not interested in protection or rubbers.  Mostly just a pump and..” she looked up and paused in her tracks. She was distracted by his body and neck and eyes and jawline.  “Christ on a cracker.”

“What?”  he chuckled.  

“Sorry! I know. I know.  AIDS talk is a bummer.  I get this close to just.. sitting on a dick and I panic?  Everyone in my family got the sexual confidence memo but me.” 

“Why are you panicking now?  You did not freak out by Sway Lake.”  

Nikolai couldn't help the teasing in his voice.  He reached out for Selina to draw her close to his body.  His knee inside of her thighs just like that night.  

Now he unzipped and helped her out of the dress.  “I think it's very sexy when you talk like a nurse. So smart and commanding.”  His hands ran over her bare back and down to her ass as he brushed his nose along her neck up to her ear.  He nipped at the lobe, “That can be very erotic putting a condom on.” 

“Nik,” Selina could only squeak out.  Her body involuntarily started to rock back and forth. 

“It's Kolya.  In Russian we use end of names,” he breathed in her ear.  “Like your sister, Vanya.   Little Ivan.”

“Ok,” Selina didn't want to hear about Vanya right now.  Or Klaus.  Or Diego.  Instead she got down on her knees.  The condom was still in her hand as she used the other to hold his erection towards her mouth.

“Lina, what are you doing?”  

She looked up through her bangs, her tongue darted out to trace around the head of the cock.  “Sucking your dick.  What else does it look like?”  She took it fully in her mouth, letting the tip hit the back of her throat.  

“Fuck,” he mumbled in Russian.  “Dorogoya, stop.”  

Selina sat back with a popping sound, “Did I do it wrong?  I'm like, the LEAST experienced person in this family.”

“You don't have to be an expert.  A blow job is a blow job, we can practice another time.  I want to be inside of you.  And I have been very patient.”

Selina stood, but Nikolai lifted her completely off the ground.  She wrapped her arms and legs around him as they stumbled towards the futon.  Mouths and tongues at war as Nik sat her down on the cushions.  Selina held eye contact as she expertly unrolled the condom down the length of his cock.  She kissed his stomach as he noticeably shuddered.  

Nikolai let his fingers caress Selina’s bottom lip before crawling on top of her.  She still held his erection in her hand as he threw one of her legs over his shoulder.  He held her bent knee to the side as she taunted him with her sex.  Guiding it just inside before digging her nails into his ass so that he buried himself to the hilt. 

Selina clawed at his back as Nik started to undulate.  Over and over, further inside each time.  Their bodies rocked wildly as Selina’s muscles started to shake from the position she was in.  She clung to him desperately as he searched for her neck and chest with his lips.  

Nikolai’s mouth devoured one of her breasts.  He sucked and bit at Selina’s nipple.  She cried out in shock at the sensation.  The sound egged him on to go harder.  

“So you like that too?” His voice raspy in her cleavage. His suckling and biting increased.  She mewled in reply. 

Selina was worried that it wasn't working.  That she couldn't or wouldn't orgasm.  Not like she did when he went down on her.  How she hung from the cliff.  

She WAS being pleasured.  Nikolai was hitting the right spots, but she was so nervous about what she looked like under the lamplight.  His rhythm and pounding, it was pounding, into her was unmatched.  She cried out with exaggeration to indicate she had cum hoping he wouldn't notice. 

“Fuck!” he cried out and propped himself up by the back of the futon.  

Nik’s body arched while his hips made circular motion.  He spasmed and shuddered as his body immediately went into shut down mode.  His face covered in a sheen of sweat as he pressed his forehead into Selina’s neck then pecked it a few times. 

“I.. am sorry, Lina.” There was disappointment in the Russian’s voice as he held the condom so he could pull out.

“For what?”   Her arms and legs still enclosed around his back and hips.  

“You did not.. cum,” Nik’s eyes searched the woman below him.  “I should have tried better.  I just was so turned on by you.”  He swept the damp hair away from her forehead. 

“You were fine!  It was good.  Really good.  I got in my own head is all.  Maybe next time?” 

“You mean later tonight,” he winked then pecked the tip of her nose. “I won't leave until you are honestly screaming my name.”  There were four dimples Selina counted in his smile.  

“Then we’ll sleep on it first.” 

---- 

Selina tip toed out to the kitchen both starved and thirsty.  She thought about Nikolai's playful threat about not leaving until she got off and chuckled to herself.  Then she peered around the wall to see him asleep on the futon.  His mouth slightly agape and one hand under his cheek. 

Would it be so bad with him around all the time? She thought as she cracked open a beer.  To not be alone when she came home from a shift?  How nice it would be to have conversations with someone not “related” in some form or another. 

And Nikolai was interested in Selina.  He still dodged questions about himself, answering straightforwardly with no details.  She knew it was because he didn't trust her just yet.  It wasn't like she didn't have secrets of her own, but the more open she COULD be, the more she knew Nik would reciprocate.  It had to be lonely with only one confidante. 

Selina turned around and jumped a mile in the air.  “Motherfucker!”

Nikolai was casually leaning against the doorway watching her contemplate life and drinking a beer.  “She IS very sexy,” he replied with a cheeky grin. 

Selina rolled her eyes and walked towards her kitchen table to keep distance between herself and the Russian.  As if she were daring him to chase her.  Nik made her feel so contradictory.  In control and submissive.  Safe yet dangerous.  Lustful.  

There was no opposite to that, she realized.  The light from her small kitchen window illuminated the lines and definition of his chest and shoulders.  The collarbone that met in the middle and moved up into his thick neck with its Adam's Apple bobbing along as he swallowed.  A sharp intake of breath before he clenched his jaw.  

Selina’s heart pumped into her ears as he casually reached across the table for her, but she ducked out of the way.  His eyebrows knit together in confusion as they danced around for only a few moments until she allowed him to grab her by the elbow.  Her world stood still as he took her in his arms, back to his chest. 

“I have been thinking, rypka, about our little challenge,” Nikolai settled one hand on her breast which he massaged lightly paying close attention to her nipple.  His mouth somewhere behind her ear as his other hand dropped to her sex. 

A finger found its way inside of Selina and she lost the air in her lungs.  It curved and hooked before making a lazy swirl around her clit.  “Already?” was all she managed.  Her nails closed around his wrist and urged him on. 

“I would like to try a different way of having sex with you.  I just don't want you to be offended.”  

Nik let go of Selina and placed her arms on the tabletop.  He spread her hands out; bent her forward so that her top half was pressed into the wood surface.  Then he grabbed her hips so that her ass was flush with his hardened cock.

“No anal,” she moaned.  “Wear a condom,” another instruction. “Bathroom shelf.” She grazed against him. 

“If you insist,” Nikolai replied in Russian. “I will obey.”  

There was a playful slap on Selina’s ass, and she felt herself swell and throb.  A first time for everything. If she enjoyed it, wet from the sting of being struck, it was.. genetic.  

Her brothers, father, even Honey mentioned the occasional pain got them going.  Klaus and Sunny with varying degrees of punishment.  She knew from eavesdropping or snooping that her parents preferred it light: spanking or hair pulling.  Maybe she did as well.  Too vanilla to ask.  Inexperienced to what she wanted from a partner. 

“Do it again?” Selina tried not to sound desperate as Nikolai tore into the condom wrapper.  She almost presented herself to him as she felt the smooth surface on her cheek.

“What?” he was distracted.  There was a strange snap of latex as he adjusted it.  Then taunted Selina with the head of his cock.  He rubbed it along her slit, marveling at how easy it was to slide in. 

“Hitting me?” she asked timidly. 

“Why would I hit you?” Nikolai was offended.  His hand flat on Selina's back as it traveled to her neck and hair.  His fingers combed and intertwined with her dark waves then lightly tugged. 

Selina braced herself as he lost himself up to the hilt.  Nikolai's pelvis met her ass and pulled out to just the tip.  He repeated this until he gained friction.  Her head and hips were his anchor so he could thrust quicker. Their bodies make a clapping noise. 

“My ass.  Like you did.  Hit it.”  She was willing to try anything.  Wanted to cum for him.  She knew she could, she did it alone all the time.

“Really?” Nik was surprised.  His pace was even faster and the table started to creak under the motion.  “Did you like it then?” His hand cracked her flesh but only slightly harder than before.  

Selina cried out.  Her sex ached and was swollen.  Nikolai did it one more time, but she could tell it wasn't really his thing.  Sensed that it bothered him to be serious about erotic corporal punishment.  Playing was different.  His hand did tighten in her hair to bend her head back. 

“I don't know,” was all he mumbled in Russian.  

The hand that spanked Selina now encompassed her own on the table.  He bent to kiss her shoulder as he found his breakneck rhythm. 

“Then just go harder,” Selina found her voice now.  She relaxed and allowed her body to take how deeply he penetrated her.  His cock at that angle hitting a spot she found mythical. 

Nikolai railed into Selina.  The table and their bodies shook almost violently as he pounded into her.  His shaft lost until she felt a pressure in her womb.  He stood straight and clutched at the thick of her hips.  Her curves she inherited from her mother.  They cushioned her as his body and cock pleased her.  That spark and wave rolled over Selina like on the couch.  

They weren't quiet.  Both forgetting about neighbors as Selina mewled and screamed out. Nikolai growled and uttered obscenities in his first language.  They were certain this would be it, that Selina would orgasm and Nik would feel satisfied that he could please her.  

Instead, his body violently shuddered as he exploded inside the condom.  His muscles and adrenaline gave way to Nik almost collapsing on top of Selina.  He faltered prior to catching her up in his arms again.  He held her and whispered apologies to her as they kissed. 

“Kolya,” she whispered back.  “It's fine.  I was really close.  We have other times to  experiment.”  Selina swept his damp curls back. 

Nikolai leaned into her hand, “You want to keep being with me?” 

“That's what dating is,” she laughed under her breath. “I like being with you.  I wanna know more about YOU though.  Come on,” Selina took his hand.  “Let's actually go to bed and talk.”

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Selina reached blindly for Nikolai after her alarm went off.  Sitting up, she slammed the clock and turned to see an empty space on the side of the bed he had fallen asleep on. 

She knew he wasn't obligated to be there when she woke up.  This time waking up alone left a weird knot in her stomach.  

“Fuck,” she tossed herself back and threw a pillow over her head to scream.  Her arms and legs failed around like a toddler throwing a fit. 

How long was enough before she called him?  Would he just disappear now? Klaus called it, funnily enough, ghosting.  Why did everything Nik say tread a weird line between romantic and calculating?  And why did Selina want him to keep saying things, anything at all, to her? 

How does someone know they're falling in love? How did Honey and Leon?  Klaus and Dave.  Allison and Ray.  Diego and Patch or Lila.  Vanya and Sissy.  Uncle Tom and Aunt Ella.  Poor Luther.

Selina’s family had a knack for impulsive behavior when it came to attraction.  Her mom moved to a foreign country with a man she had slept with for money.  Klaus fought in Vietnam for a closeted man that kissed him once. Sunny went home with, to Selina’s chagrin, anyone who showered him with the simplest of affection. And Selina had laid down and spread her legs for a Russian committing arson.  

“Lina you are awake?” Nikolai asked from the other room. 

She threw a bathrobe on and wandered into the kitchen.  “You came back.”

Nik was reaching above her tiny sink for coffee mugs and plates.  “Did you not want me to?”

He set the dishes out and opened a box to pull out some pastries and bagels.  Then poured coffee and handed Selina the cup. 

“I wasn’t sure what you liked,” he offered her the plate.  “Greek, Italian and Russian,” a satisfied grin flashed across his face.

“Well that was kind of you,” she smiled back and helped herself to a cannoli and Russian tea cookie.  “Yes, I wanted you to come back. I think I kinda always do?” she questioned her own intentions with a mouthful of pastry. 

Nik leaned over and kissed Selina.  His tongue darted out to taste the sweet ricotta filling on her lips; she reciprocated.  Her own slipping to the back of his mouth to catch him off guard. Nik steadied himself on her hips. 

There was a muddled sound of pleasure when Selina’s fingers unbuttoned Nikolai’s shirt in expert time.  Their mouths never separated as she went to work on his belt and pants as he struggled to take his boots off. 

“This was not my plan for this morning,” Nik breathed heavily in Russian. 

“I'm just really interested in us reaching that goal,” Selina helped him out of his clothes.  

Kissing again, they could feel their lips start to chap already as Selina began backing Nik into her room until he hit the foot of her bed.  As he leaned back, she climbed on his lap.  Her hands seized his cock and settled it in the folds of her sex.  Selina rolled her hips.

“What are you doing!?” Nikolai could only cry out. Astonished by the lack of a condom.  

“I'm sick of being the safe one,” she raised up on her knees so that she was above him.  Her hands on his face and neck as she snaked her tongue to the back of his teeth again.  

Selina shoved him back on the bed and threw off her robe.  She straddled Nikolai like a woman possessed, took his hands and placed them on her breasts as she rode him.  Still not penetrated.

Nik lost himself for a moment.  He massaged the breasts.  One hand teased a nipple, pinched it,  before sitting up to devour it.  Selina held him to her chest, clung to the hair on the back of his head and pulled in her excitement.  Her fingers found the gnarly scar and she rocked harder on his lap. 

“I want you to fuck me until I cum.” 

Nikolai looked up and held her back, “It is not fucking at this point.  Not for me, Lina.  Also you must not compromise your principles for anyone.  I do not want this for you.”  

Selina groaned with exasperation.  Her walls were swollen and slick and wanting.  “It's not a compromise, Nik.  Everyone jumps in my family and trusts they’ll fly while I stand on the cliff pacing back and forth.” 

He blinked, mouth just slightly agape.  That face.  Selina knew that face.  She loved that face.  She loved this face. “Lina, you are extraordinary.  You don't need to have a big life just yet.  It will happen.” 

“Kolya,” her words softer now as she relaxed, “I love you.”

“Do you?!” a dopey grin spread across Nikolai's face.  “It is the same for me I think?  I've never done this, you know.  “That I love you.”  

He kissed Selina before turning under her to rummage around the nightstand drawer. “Now we will go back to the way you prefer?  If I need to I will get..” he stopped and held something aloft.  Now his smile and dimples were devilish. 

He studied it before making it buzz with a push of a button.  “Pocket Rocket?! Lina, are you secretly naughty?" he giggled. 

"I don't think it's a secret to you anymore,” she reached for it.  Her cheeks turned red. 

"Who do you fantasize about when you use it?" Nikolai held it to Selina’s breasts.  He watched with fascination as her nipples hardened.  He let it travel over her stomach and back up. 

Selina moaned and twisted. "You're just trying to get me to say you, but I've had it since I turned twenty.  So mostly you know.. Keanu Reeves..”  

“But not me?" his eyebrow cocked.  Nikolai traced the vibrator along her hips and over her pelvic bone.  

"Once in a while,” her words came out breathless.

"As a Russian, I'm already superior at using it because rocket?” he waggled his brows now.  “We can now?  With you on top?”

The toy found her slit and slid inside easily.  It buzzed and made the air rush out of Selina’s lungs.  She dug her nails into Nikolai's chest while he started to use the vibrator to have sex with her.  Found a pattern of in and out while she bucked and writhed.  

Selina reached back to anchor herself on one of Nik’s thighs. It allowed him better access to her clit.  He Marveled at the way she agonized under his hand as it manipulated her.  His free hand on her ass to coax her faster as SHE undulated now as he had done on the couch.  Her hips danced separately from her upper half.

Nikolai rolled Selina on her back all of a sudden.  Her hair hung off the bed as he propped up on an elbow.  He worked the vibrator in circles.  In and out of her slick walls before going after the clit.  

Selina got tangled up in the sheets as she felt a warmth spread from her stomach to her sex.  Her thighs started to tighten around Nik's hand as she thrust her hips off the bed.  Eyes clamped shut as the first wave washed over her body.  Neck exposed for him to suck and bite which urged another orgasm to burn through her.  

Nikolai was stunned by her silence.  Selina’s mouth opened in a silent cry as she came a third time in succession.  This last time she managed a strangled scream of his name which he swallowed with a kiss.  

A shiver ran through Selina while she relaxed.  Her fingers traced patterns along Nikolai's bicep as her eyes closed.  Cumming was like a sedative.  Nikolai cupping her face and drawing it to his for a lazy kiss was a sedative.  The rain she had no idea was pouring in buckets outside her window was also a sedative.  

The vibrator continued buzzing until it didn't.  The room grew quiet save for the breaths that came from Nik’s nose.  Still heavy with his still hardened bulge pressed into Selina’s hip.  There was no move to get on top of her.  To have sex with her so he, too, could cum.  She started to idly jerk him off. 

“Lina stop,” he gently took her hand.  “This was about you, not me.  It'll go away eventually.  Like I will,” he said that last bit with a challenge in his voice.  

Selina curled on her side towards Nikolai.  “Or maybe don't go?” 

“Ty khochesh', chtoby ya ostalsya?” You want me to stay?

“Po krayney mere, yeshche odno polnoluniye.”

At least one more full moon.

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[ana-deaky]

It’s The Little Things || Joe Mazzello x Reader

What started out as a discussion between me and @amethyst-serenade on how cute Joe is, blown out into this story/HC, I honestly don’t know what this is. It’s definitely fluffy, now that I’m sure. Hope you guys enjoy our work!!

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No warnings whatsoever

HERE WE GO!!

Oh without a doubt! He's gonna be an amazing father and his kids will be adorable and lovable just like him.

Imagine him with his firstborn (especially if it's a girl) holding them in his arms and the absolute adoration on his face ♥️

It would start when you tell him you're pregnant. He'd be beside you (crying a little), kissing and hugging you, and your belly and telling "I'm gonna be a dad. We're gonna be parents."

Even when before you start showing, his hands will be on the belly, secretly protecting his kid. Involuntarily yelling "excuse me" and "coming through" when the two of you walk through crowds. And randomly talking to the baby, reading to the baby at night. And when he goes on a shoot while you're pregnant and he calls and he says "put the phone on speaker, I wanna talk to the baby" and talks about the day.

And he'd be showing everyone the ultrasound pic! And when you're having a movie night, he'd either have his hand or his head on your belly, constantly snuggling into you. And he'll tell anyone who'll listen that his beautiful wife is expecting your first child. And during the movie, if anybody cusses, Joe would put his hands on the sides of the belly and he'd say "too early for that" jokingly.

Oh Joe won't be able to hold it in for the first trimester. The day the second trimester hits, the ultrasound will be on his page and he'll share an entire paragraph about the baby and his incredible wife.

And obviously help throw the best damn dramatic Baby Gender Reveal Party ever!! YES! It's a girl!!

The moment he feels the baby kick over your belly, god, here comes the water works AGAIN!! His hands will be literally glued to your belly until he feels her kick again.

And the day comes when little Ms. Mazzello is ready to make her grand entrance into the world and you bet your ass, Mr. Mazzello has had the hospital bag and ready to go right after the baby shower.

And there she was, Ella Virginia Mazzello, the absolute adoration in his face as he watched his little girl in a tiny bundle on her mom's chest.

His face would be all lit up when he finally holds his baby girl, he's looking at his baby girl, all teary eyed and you could see his love for the baby in his eyes. And he'll literally worship the mother of his more than adorable baby, the love of his life and love her like anything.

He'd be loving and considerate, and would make sure his wife is happy and comfortable. And he tries his best to for you to let him dress the baby in the Yankees onesie he got for her. Well he knows how that's gonna end up.

Let us assume the fact that Ben has a baby boy around that time and Gwil makes a joke "that's your future boyfriend" when the boys visit the new mother and baby at Joe's home and Joe whispers to the baby, pretty audibly, "No dating for you until 16, young lady"

And on one day when the Yankees are playing, he'll be wearing a Yankees tshirt and dresses the baby in the Yankees onesie that he specifically got for her, and seats her on his lap, he'll post that picture captioned "Just two Yankees fans hangin' out"

His phone memory will be filled up with all of Ella's pictures, videos of her bouncing up and down on her father's lap to one of those Beatles songs from her dad's collection and obviously in her Halloween costume, that's right, Joe dresses up his little girl in a baby Raptor costume.

And all the boys would give him shit for it but Lucy would think it's the most adorable thing ever and tell you how lucky you are to have a husband like that.

As his little girl grows up, he'll help her host tea parties and he'd take her on daddy-daughter dates so he can show her how a REAL man should treat her.

Joe would make sure his little girl don't take no crap!

Second time along, during their second gender reveal, they find they're having a baby boy and he'll go crazy raising his hands and jumping up and down "we're having a boy, our lil baseball player is here."

He'd be going on and on and ON about having a firstborn son to carry on the family name.

He'd DEFINITELY get him a raptor onesie first and practically beg to organise play dates with Gwil & Dana's little girl and Rami and Lucy's twins (we haven't forgotten Ben's kids)

And Joe's baby girl, he'll definitely be by her side when his baby boy is too little so that she don't feel left out or anything.

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And Mother's Day,

The boys would all get together and plan something special for the ladies so they don't have to lift a finger. Starting with breakfast in bed (that Joe made with help from the kids), well you woke up to your little girl's giggles from outside the door and in comes your lovely husband with your baby boy in the baby carrier and Ella.

The boys would have booked the girls in for a spa day and he'll organise daddy-daycare with the boys. Then you'd all go to Rami & Lucy's place for dinner, which of course, the dads are making while the girls hangout with the kids. And then comes a bab(ies)y-mommy photoshoot and everything.

But Joe would find you when the baby's hungry because 'that's the one thing I can't do, sorry!' He'll be so dramatic saying "My nipples are useless."

Under the starry skies, the boys and their wives and babies, pictures perfect.

Ooh and the kids, well the boys will set up tents for them to camp in the backyard. And they'll sit around and tell stories of dragons and pirates and wizards; and let their imaginations run wild.

Imagine Gwil telling all these amazing stories with his soothing accent, doing all the voices and making the kids laugh while the rest of you are enjoying a beer or a glass of wine under the fairy lights hanging in the trees. And later, when he gets an acoustic guitar and break into a song and all the boys sing along.

And after the kids are down, all of you reminisce about the time when they did BoRhap and all the fun you guys had during press tours and birthdays and holidays.

And Joe tells about the adventures in Japan for the press tour when the translators were finding it hard to keep up with the boys. And Ben's like "Sorry I missed it!"

"But Cardboard Ben did" and that's when they remember Ben Cardy after an awful long time

Then Gwil and Joe explain the terrible night that Cardy B was in jail. Meanwhile you and the girls look at each other like "Boys!" 🙄

And Lucy takes out Joe's YouTube page and shows all the videos. And they all give him shit for doing 'Milk' and you be like "He still got the occasional screams."

Then Rami says "so THAT'S your bedroom secret, Joe?" And Joe's like "Well, we've got two kids so it must be working!" And you shove at his arm to keep him quiet saying "Joseph!"

"That's nothing",  Lucy says with a grin "Rami sings to me". And Rami covers his face with his hands and Ben shoves his arm. "Gwil goes "Huzzah" everytime he's done", says Dana from a corner. Ben gives Olivia a warning look, and Olivia says "Ben tells me to call him Skywalker to get him in the mood" and Joe laughs.

"So we all have weird quirks, cheers to that", says Joe and takes a drink and you go like eww

"That's why were friends", says Gwil. "Joe and I are more like brothers' says Rami, "We've seen each other shirtless in The Pacific". "And other things" says Ben. Lucy rolls her eyes and you two give each other a look.

"Here we go again" says Gwil and turns to you to ask "Has he tried to make the kids watch The Pacific yet?"

"Well it's not my fault. That the scene was TOO GOOD, y'know", says Joe winking, "besides you enjoy it as much as I do" says Joe to you.

"Several times. Barely made it halfway through the first episode before Ella said she was bored. He then tried with Joey until I reminded him that the baby is, in fact, still a baby. But when WE watch it, Joe always seems really interested in THAT sex scene", you said. "Joseph!" Lucy gasps

"Attaboy!" Rami chuckles and pats Joe on his back.

"How come you guys never watched it with me?", Ben asks. "We should do a "The Pacific" watch party one day", Rami announces and Joe toasts, "To the watchparty!"

"Oh she hesitated! That means it's true!" says Ben. "No wonder you've got two kids" Gwil grins.

"You watched it too!" says Dana. "Only because Rami and Joe wouldn't shut up about it and brought it up in EVERY interview we did!" says Gwil.

Just as Joe does the toast, your daughter comes out in her favourite unicorn pyjamas. "Daddy, I need to pee". Joe looks over at you. Rami and Lucy giggle. "She did call Daddy, didn't she?", you gave a look to Joe and he says "Come here" he says and picks up his daughter and off he goes. "She walks right?", Dana asks. "Don't even get me started with that.", you told.

"Always knew he'd go all gooey over his little girl." Ben says, lighting a cigarette. "She's definitely daddy's princess", you sigh. "Does he have tea parties with her?" Olivia asks. "He does, but uh" you hesitate just as Joe comes back, "Liv wants to know about your latest tea party"

"Oh what can I say Ella loves tea parties as much as I do. It's incredible and so much fun, you know" he says. "And this one here", he gestures to you, "is kinda jealous of us spending all the time together."

"You pinky promised me that you wouldn't show it to anyone" says Joe trying to grab your phone. "Oh its them", you said. "Yes it's us. Also pinky promise? How old are you guys?", Gwil asked.

"Yeah, Joe left me for a younger woman", you grin, sipping your wine. "You bastard!" Gwil gasps.

"And yet I have photographic evidence of you wearing a flower crown" you add. "Show us!", says Ben.

"That's just the start of it, Gwil", you wink, "so we have a choice between the flower crown, the fairy wings or the unicorn headband". Ben chokes on his cigarette and the girls laugh.

"You're a man of many hidden talents, Joe", Rami smirks.

"In my defense, I take pinky promises very very seriously", Joe said as the group passed the phone around, "Also I looked good in every one of those pictures"

"Y/N, tell them", Joe said. You roll your eyes. "He looks good in every one of those pictures", you said, adding to Dana "otherwise he'll sulk for the rest of the night." Dana giggles.

"Speaking of onesies, Joe wanted to get BoRhap themed outfits for the kids.", you said. "Thats so thoughtful, Joe", Lucy said. "Hold on, next time?", Ben grinned, "You guys wanna have more kids?"

"Did you get that onesie that we sent you for the baby?" Ben asked. "We did", you confirm "and it fits perfectly. Though El almost threw a tantrum when she saw her baby brother dressed as a raptor."

"Well Joe has already bought a Yankees one, so Ben had to compromise", said Rami. "Joe made me pinky promise that we HAD to buy the Yankees onesie first", you grin. "I wanted that for the baby's "homecoming" outfit, but she didn't allow it. Both times. Better luck next time, right?" Joe said.

'It's Joey's first Christmas. They're growing up so fast. I remember like it was yesterday that I told Joe that I was pregnant with El. Now here we are", and you were interrupted by a baby crying through one of the monitors. All of you scramble around to check which one was active. And found out it was yours, "Is he hearing all this? I'm gonna go check on him", you said and walked away.

"Oh he's already advised me of this, on the wedding night", you shrugged. "Pretty sure we conceived lil Joey at your place, Gwil", Joe grins, making Gwil sputter on his beer. You swatted his arm, "Joe!!".

"And I assume you've already found these outfits for the kids?" Olivia asked.

"It's a work in progress. It should be ready by the time of our Disney trip, hopefully", Joe said.

You sat in the rocking chair with Joey in your arms, singing to him softly, looking deep into his hazel eyes, stroking his cheek with your finger.

"I remember when you told us that Y/N was pregnant again", said Lucy, "You couldn't wait give give El a baby brother or sister."

"That's what you meant when you said you were busy, huh"' Rami winked. "We thought it was time, you know, El became a big sister."

******

"Gosh, I feel bad for not saying goodnight to everyone", you yawned "I didn't realise how tired I was.". You watched as the baby snuggled into the pastel green blanket, sound asleep.

You felt the baby lifted off your arms and opened your eyes, your fingers tightening on the baby "Shhhh its okay, it's me. I got him.", said Joe as he took the baby in his arm and laid him down on the bassinet right by the bedside. "Aren't you supposed to be downstairs?", you asked sleepy

"I knew you'd have dozed off with the baby when you didn't show up and everybody was tired after the long night. Probably asleep by now", Joe said, "Come let's go to sleep."

'C'mon now, in you get', Joe said pulling the duvet aside and you got in and he behind you. His strong arms wrapped around you after he pulled the blanket over the both of you. You nuzzled into his neck. Joe kissed the top of your head. As the two of you dozed off.

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[imagines-for-the-fangirls-soul]

Return to Me - Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine: Show the Way

A/N: I’m sorry this is late! I’m really trying to get back on track but school is taking up a lot of my free time. Anyways! I hope you like! This chapter brings us to the end of the Last Jedi, which means that after this I’ll have more creative choices in what happens! I’m still not sure how canon my story will be to the Rise of Skywalker, but we’ll see! As always, please comment and let me know what you think. Your kind words have really kept me going and I love talking to y’all. If you have any questions or want to be tagged, let me know, too!

Oh! Also, I want to respond to your comments, but if I did, it would be from my main bog, @agoodbitofmagic​​. Would y’all be cool with that, too? Lemme know!

Pairing: Poe Dameron x Reader Word Count: 3,968 Synopsis: With the First Order quickly catching onto their plan, Poe and the reader have to scramble to find an escape from Crait as they also try to keep their emotions in check. Final TLJ chapter!

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“What the hell?” you asked, your blood pumping fast in your veins. Before she could even argue, you raced away from Nové’s side back onto the hangar, rushing to Poe, who you hoped was just unconscious.

“I thought I'd find you on the bridge with him,” Leia said with a gentle smile, looking down at your panicked face as you crouched down next to him and brushed his stubble covered cheek with your hand. “He's only stunned, don't worry.”

“What happened?” you asked, looking up at both her and Amilyn.

“Poe’s plan was unsuccessful,” Leia said grimly. 

“What about Finn and Rose?” you asked.

“I’m not sure,” she said with a shake of her head, “But—”

“We're taking the transports, aren't we?”

“We are,” she said, giving you a small smile. “Take him aboard,” she ordered. Two men walked up and led Poe onto the transport when you finally pulled your hand away from him. You watched him go before looking back, feeling both of their eyes on you.

“That one's a troublemaker,” Amilyn said with a smile, “I like him.” You raised a questioning eyebrow at her, considering that every interaction they had on board the Raddus had been disastrous. Leia laughed at both her comment and your face.

“Me too,” Leia said with a smile. “Now, time to board the transports.” You took a step towards the transport, eager to get back to Poe’s side, but as you moved forward you noticed that Amilyn did not. You and Leia both looked at her inquisitively.

“For the transports to escape, someone needs to stay behind and pilot the cruiser,” she explained. Dread dawned on you as you realized what she was saying.

“No, Amilyn, you can't—” you tried, but stopped, feeling that any argument you made at this point would be useless, especially considering the determined look on her face.

“Too many losses. I can't take any more,” Leia tried.

“Sure you can. You taught me how,” Amilyn said with a sweetly sad smile. Leia nodded her head in acceptance.

“May the force be with—” they both began.

“You go ahead, I've said it enough,” Leia laughed. Amilyn smiled back at her as she spoke.

“May the Force be with you. Always.” Leia hugged her tightly before walking to the transport, leaving you alone with Amilyn. “You need to go, too, Y/N.”

“You should come with us,” you said sadly.

“I can't. But it's going to be okay,” she said as tears began to form in your eyes. You hugged her, and she held you tightly. She was your mentor during your time in the Resistance, at sometimes seeming more like a mother to you than your own. “Keep an eye on Poe for me. He's brave, but it gets him into trouble.”

“He usually finds his way out,” you said, pulling out of her arms.

“Nonetheless. The Resistance lies with the two of you. I have a feeling you're going to be the ones to decide how this all ends. And I know you'll do amazingly,” she added when she took in your expression.

“Well, if I do it's because of you.”

“You are everything I've taught you and more, Y/N,” she said, hugging you once again. “Now, please, you've got to go. May the Force be with you.”

“You too.” You took a deep breath and began to walk onto the transport. Just as you were on the walkway, she called to you again.

“Y/N, he’s a good man. What’s past . . .” she trailed off.

“I know,” you said, smiling gently. She gave you one last nod, motioning for you to get onboard. 

You found a seat next to Poe’s unconscious figure and felt tears prick once again in your eyes, just as the transport took off. Leia took a seat next to you a few seconds later, touching your back calmly.

“I don’t know how you can do this,” you said.

“Do what?”

“Fight every day. Lose people you care about.”

“It’s not easy. But it’s necessary. We have to keep fighting, so that one day, the ones we care about won’t have to lose their loved ones, too.” You frowned and looked down at Poe, brushing back his curls. A horrible thought washed over you that Poe could only look this peaceful if stunned. You didn't look away from him for a while, completely forgetting about anyone else around you.

“Y/N.”

“Hmm?” you hummed, not looking up.

“He'll be alright.”

“Today, yes.”

“And after.” You looked over at her, sitting up straight again.

“So, what's the plan?”

Leia told you about the mineral planet, Crait, that had once been a hideout during the age of the old rebellion, where you could take shelter until the First Order passed. She convinced you to leave Poe’s side and led you across the transport to speak with Commander D'Acy about a plan. Even on Crait, you were going to have to scramble to get a distress signal out. Naboo would be there in a moment, if not for the fact that your home planet was being currently occupied by the First Order.

A yell came from across the transport a few moments later, pulling you from your discussion of allies to contact when you arrived on Crait. You turned around to see Poe up off the stretcher, racing towards the window.

“No, no, no!” he cried, pounding his fist against the frame in defeat. Leia nodded to you, giving you the go-ahead to tell him what was going on. You walked over and gently touched his back.

“Poe,” you said calmly. He turned to look back at you and his face immediately fell. “Well, hello to you, too.”

“This wasn't the plan. We're supposed to be safe on the cruiser. We're—”

“Okay, okay, baby, before you keep ranting, come here,” you said, taking his hand and leading him to the other side of the transport, showing him where you were headed.

“What is that?”

“The mineral planet, Crait. An uncharted hideout from the days of the Rebellion,” Leia said, coming over. He looked back at her and instantly smiled.

“That's a Rebel base?”

“Abandoned, but heavily armored. With enough power to get a distress signal to our allies scattered in the Outer Rim.” Poe looked bewildered as Leia motioned for him to sit next to her. “Holdo knew the First Order was tracking our main ship. They're not monitoring for little transports.”

“So, we could slip down to the surface unnoticed until The First Order passes,” Poe said, realizing her plan, “That could work.” You tutted, and he took notice, kicking your foot playfully.

“She was more interested in protecting the light than she was seeming like a hero,” Leia explained. Poe nodded his head, hoping to hide his shame.

“Holdo?” he asked, looking around the transport.

“She decided to stay back with the cruiser.” Poe looked up at you tenderly, offering his sympathies without saying a word. You took his outstretched hand and frowned at him. Your gentle moment was broken up when the transport two down from yours was fired on and destroyed.

“Damn it!” Leia said, struggling to her feet. “Contact Holdo!” she ordered. There was panicking in the front of the transport, as your pilot tried to avoid the incoming fire. You and Poe ran to the front, getting to work. He took over the controls as best he could, giving his best advice for a straight shot target on limited fuel. You contacted Holdo as two more transports were destroyed.

“Should we turn around?” you asked when her holographic image formed hazily.

“No, full speed ahead!” The connection cut out as damage from a nearby ship hit yours.

“Y/N! Are you alright?” Poe asked as you stumbled into the window.

“I’m fine, we just need to get down to the planet,” you said, standing upright.

“I don’t know how. I don’t think we're not going to make it,” he said grimly.

“We just might,” Leia said, drawing both of your attentions to the back window. Amilyn’s cruiser was turning around, and you didn't need the Force to sense what she was about to do.

“No,” you said softly, feeling completely helpless as the cruiser went into lightspeed and flew through the firing First Order ship. Poe wrapped you in his arms, and you couldn't do anything but hug him back, watching the spot where the cruiser had been. Your parents, Han, Captain Zolbowl, Naboo, and now Amilyn. Since you had come back to the Resistance, the list of your fallen loved ones just kept growing and you were beginning to worry who would remain off of it.

“Full speed ahead,” Leia commanded as everyone stood in awed silence. “Now.”

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Once landed on Crait, Poe became Commander Dameron again. He was clear headed as he made sure everyone got inside and that the giant door protecting the base shut tight, just as the First Order came onto the planet. The door was slow to shut and during its procession, an incoming ship crashed through the closing doors. Everyone pulled out what weapons they had and fired on the fallen ship.

“Don't shoot, it's us!” a voice from inside called. Poe held up a hand and the firing stopped.

“Finn?” he called hesitantly. Finn popped his head out of the ship, hands raised, and Rose came out a moment later, doing the same.

“Finn! Rose! You’re not dead!” Poe cried happily. “Where’s my droid?” BB-8 came out of the ship, rolling straight to Poe. They embraced warmly before BB-8 began to tell Poe his story. “Buddy! I’m so glad to see you! Wait, what? Wait, wait, wait, slow down.”

“This is all that’s left?” Rose asked helplessly.

“What happened?” Finn asked, taking a step closer to Poe. He stood up and touched his arm gently.

“We’ve got a lot to discuss,” Poe said.

“And not much time to it looks like,” Finn said, motioning back to the wall, behind which were the approaching First Order ships.

“Nope. But I’ll try to explain as we go,” Poe said, leading them both over to the central part of the cave base. The controls were old and weak, but still functioning. You stood next to Connix as you tried to send out a distress signal to anyone and everyone you could think of.

“Use my personal code,” Leia said, “If there are any allies to the Resistance, it’s now or never.” You nodded at her and kept working on sending the signal out. Nové came up next to you and touched your arm. You were frantically pressing buttons, doing everything in your power to get help, and you hadn’t realized that you weren’t actually helping at all.

“Let me take over,” Nové said, “Relax, okay?” You let out a sigh and nodded your head, looking over to Poe in the corner. He looked at you in concern, but he had a lot to be concerned about right now. He was about to take a step forward when Rose walked up.

“Rose, what do you got?” he asked, moving over to her.

“Rotting munitions, rusted artillery, some half-gutted skim speeders,” she said with a frown. Poe nodded, matching her face as he let out a sigh.

“Well, let’s just pray that big-ass door holds long enough for us to get help,” he said. As he spoke, a rumble shook through the entire base, scaring off some of the Vulptexes. You all looked at each other nervously, worried that the door wasn’t as stable as Poe suggested.

“Let’s go see what that was,” he said despondently. He started to move with Finn towards the door but you grabbed his arm to hold him back.

“Poe,” you said gently. He looked back at you and saw all the fear and worry in your eyes. You had done a good job of hiding it the last few hours or so, but since your first trip back to the Resistance, you had only just been keeping those emotions at bay. With the First Order literally at their door, Poe could see every inch of that fear etched on your face

“It’ll be alright.”

“You don’t say that like you believe it,” you said with a frown.

“I’ll work on it,” he said, shedding his dark leather jacket. He wrapped it around your shoulders, which were very much exposed to the cold in your pink dress, and placed a quick, soft kiss to your temple. You gave him a weak smile as he walked off with Finn.

Peering from behind the safety of the door, Finn looked through binoculars carefully to see what exactly the First Order had brought down with them.

“A battering ram cannon,” he said. He looked over at Poe, telling him how bad it was without speaking. 

“A what now?” Poe asked.

“Miniaturized Death Star tech. It’ll crack that door open like an egg.” 

“There has to be a back way out of here, right?” Rose asked, trying to lift up the spirits in the room.

“BB-8, what do you got?” Poe asked, turning to look at the droids. C-3PO stepped forward to answer.

“BB-8 has analyzed the mine’s schematics. This is the only way in or out.” Poe shook his head and put his hands on his hips. He refused to give up this easily. He had promised you that everything would be alright, and he was determined to keep that promise, not just for you, but for everyone huddled inside this freezing cave. Poe began to rack his brain for what to do, just as Finn stepped up.

“Come on,” he said encouragingly, “We have allies. People believe in Leia. They’ll get our message, they’ll come. But we have to buy time. We gotta take out that cannon.”

“Alright,” Poe said with a nod, “Let’s do it.”

“Poe.” He turned his head to see Leia walking up, with you a step behind her. He jogged over to the two of you, hoping for good news.

“Anything yet?” he asked.

“No,” Leia said as you averted your eyes. “What are you going to do?”

“We’re gonna take out that cannon,” Poe said, looking back at Finn. “We’re gonna buy some time until our allies get here.” He made sure to speak with conviction so that the look in both yours and Leia’s faces would change.

“May the Force be with you,” Leia said with a sigh. He nodded his head and looked over at you. You stepped forward and touched his cheek softly as you looked into his eyes.

“Be careful.”

“I will.”

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You watched nervously from inside the cave as Poe led a group of Resistance fighters out on the rickety skim speeders, watching as they headed towards a cannon that looked as if it could take them all out in one strike. As quick as they went for the cannon, they turned around, except one. You listened over the intercom as Poe ordered Finn back, and watched in amazement as Rose knocked him off course just as he was about to destroy himself, crashing both of their speeders. 

When they came back inside, you helped Finn find a place for Rose and began to patch her up as Connix turned to Leia.

“Our distress signal’s been received at multiple points, but no response,” she said grimly.

“They’ve heard us, but no one’s coming,” D’Acy added. You looked to Leia, expecting to find her signature hope and reassurance, but she looked just as distraught as the rest.

“We fought ‘til the end. But the galaxy has lost all its hope. The spark is out,” she said. Poe came over to your side, the same hopeless look of defeat in his face. He sat down next to you, glancing down at your hand for a few moments before he took yours in his and held it warmly. It seemed that this would be the last of the Resistance, the last of all of you. You looked to Poe, readying yourself to say what you should have said long ago, as Leia spoke again.

“Luke.”

Everyone in the room turned to see Luke Skywalker walk towards his sister. With no clue how he got into the cave, everyone looked at him with a mix of confusion and hope. Maybe he was what you needed to escape. You looked at Poe and saw the same wish in his eyes.

“I know what you’re going to say,” Leia said with a smile, “I changed my hair.”

“It’s nice that way,” he responded, “Leia, I’m sorry.”

“I know, I know you are. I’m just glad you’re here at the end.”

“I came to face him, Leia. And I can’t save him,” he added weakly.

“I held out hope for so long, but I know my son is gone.”

“No one’s ever really gone,” Luke said. He smiled once more at his sister and then made his way through the crowded group of Resistance fighters and out the door. He walked across the salt-covered field and waited out in the open for a few moments.

“What is he doing?” you asked, watching from inside the cavern. Poe shook his head, trying to make sense of what was happening. You moved closer to get a better view of what was to happen, but you couldn’t see anything until the First Order started firing on Luke. You gasped, ready to add him to your list when the firing stopped and he was still standing there.

“How the hell?” Poe asked, looking intently at the scene as a dark figure began to make his way towards Luke. “It's Kylo R—” he began, but you shook your head. You hadn't been around your old friend in years, but even standing as far away as you were, you could feel the tension in your head that you used to feel when around him. Even this far away, it felt like he was trying to get into your mind. “Y/N?”

“I'm fine,” you said quietly, “But Luke's facing him alone. We can't just leave him—” you stopped, clenching your fist. Your head was pounding, and your heart was racing. You hadn't had to fight off this feeling for so long that you were almost forgetting how to.

“We should help him,” Finn said, “Let's go.” Poe was standing in front of you, trying to read your face. Your eyes were shut as you fought the mind trick. Poe touched your shoulders sweetly and as he did, your mind relaxed.

“No, wait, he's doing this for a reason,” Poe said, looking back at the group. You took a step back from him, wrapping yourself tightly in his jacket he lent you as you recentered your mind. “He's stalling so we can escape.”

“Escape? He's one man against an army, we have to help him, we have to fight,” Finn said.

“No, no,” Poe said. You watched him carefully, looking at him lost in strategic thought. “We are the spark that'll light the fire that will burn the First Order down. Skywalker's doing this so we can survive. There's got to be a way out of this mine,” he said, addressing the gathering group, “Hell, how did he get in here?”

“Sir,” Threepio said, stepping forward, “It is possible that a natural unmapped opening exists. But this facility is such a maze of endless tunnels that the odds of finding an exit are . . .”

“Shh!” Poe said, trying to silence him, “Sh—sh—Shut up!”

“To one,” Threepio finished, somewhat in defeat.

“Listen.”

“My audio sensors no longer detect the—”

“Exactly,” Poe said, stepping deeper into the base. He was looking around, and suddenly you realized what he was listening for.

“Where'd the crystal critters go?” Finn asked. One of the little animals ran past, seemingly following the trail of Vulptices.

“Follow me,” Poe said. You smiled, feeling prideful at his taking control. The group, however, looked to Leia.

“What are you looking at me for?” she asked in confusion. “Follow him.” Poe smiled this time, and you were the first to follow his lead. He ran after the Vulptex, keeping in step with it. Eventually, you reached a dead end. The Vulptex struggled through a crack in the wall of rocks but managed to get through. There was no way any of you could fit through the same opening.

“Well, there has to be somewhere else to go,” Poe said, trying to budge some of the boulders.

“Hey, hey,” you said, pulling him away, “Even if you could break through, you would be crushed.”

“At least the Resistance would survive,” he said, breaking free from your hands. You sighed, looking back at the gathering body behind you. Nové gave you a warning look, but you turned from her. Poe was still manically pulling at the rocks. You touched his shoulder again, this time more gently.

“The Resistance isn’t anything without you. None of us are,” you said quietly. He looked back at you and frowned slightly. “I’m sorry I didn’t say it before and every minute since I’ve seen you. I love you,” you said, grabbing his cheeks and bringing his lips to yours. He kissed you back, wrapping his arm around your waist. You kissed for the two years you lost, the pain you had inflicted in those years, and for everything you had wanted to say and do since you saw him again. When you pulled away, you smiled at him, and at the miracle surrounding you.

The boulders blocking your exit were suddenly floating around you, giving you a view of the white terrain outside. Poe smiled, too, and gave your hand a squeeze in his. Although you had never met, you recognized the girl standing a few feet from you.

“Rey!” Finn cried, running to embrace her. You couldn’t stop grinning, especially when you realized that the Millennium Falcon was behind her, a clear escape from the First Order.

“Well, what are we waiting for?” Poe asked with a smile, looking back at the rest of the Resistance. He led the way to the Millennium Falcon, but you held back. You watched him greet everyone as they boarded, checking that they were okay and that everyone left was together.

“Ready to go?” You looked over your shoulder at Nové and smiled.

“Yes, I’m just not sure where we’re going.”

“We’ll find a place. I know we will.” You both looked to your right at Leia, nodding happily at the Falcon. “Let’s go.”

You fell back from the other two as they boarded the ship until it was only you and Poe still on Crait. You approached him slowly, not wanting to think about what would happen when life finally got back to normal.

“Well, Flyboy, you did it.” He bit his lip as he smiled at you.

“Rey moved the boulders.”

“You got us here. And you kept the faith,” you said, touching his chest. “We’re going to fight another day, thanks to you.” He put his hand over yours and smiled.

“Let’s get out of here.”

#poe dameron #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron imagine #poe dameron x you #sw imagine #poe dameron fanfic #poe dameron fanfiction #star wars #star wars imagine #star wars fanfic #star wars fanfiction #sw #sw fanfic #sw fanfiction #return to me

[freddieslater]

Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Ella Lopez x Lucifer Morningstar (Lucifer)

Requested by @wonderdoves

Coming to Lux was a risky move. It's not exactly Vegas, but Lucifer did decide to host a casino night. Lots of gambling, lots of opportunity for Ella to dive straight back in.

She did try to refuse, in all fairness. But casino night is just a facade to lure in the murderer they're trying to catch who just so happens to have a penchant for poker. And unfortunately for her, he's already aware that Chloe's a detective, and Dan's off for the night looking after Trixie. So, bait = Ella.

It's quiet so far. Well, not quiet, she thinks, glancing around. There are people everywhere, playing, dancing, cheering when they win, roaming around and laughing. And there's the music, of course, because what is a casino night in a nightclub in LA without music?

Her gaze is drawn back around at the thought, finding Lucifer once more in his seat at the piano. There's a little crowd gathered around him. People fawning over him like they're being discreet, or just going the complete opposite way and staring right at him, half-draped across the piano.

Ella snorts, shaking her head in amusement. The things alcohol does to people.

Lucifer's managed to ignore them for the most part, now nearing the end of the song without a falter.

It's not like Ella doesn't see the appeal that they do. His voice is certainly something worth listening to. The accent, she's sure. And his playing is perfect, as expected, because it's Lucifer Morningstar, duh. He owns a nightclub, of course he knows how to play. Really, really well.

"See anything yet?" Chloe's voice asks in her ear, and Ella almost startles.

"Nope. All clear so far," she quietly replies, discreetly adjusting her earpiece under the guise of fixing the clip in her hair that's keeping it covered.

She casts another glance around, just to be sure. But she can't see any sign of the guy she's meant to be on the lookout for, and nothing especially nefarious seems to be going down from what she can gauge. Everything's just like a normal casino.

God, the poker table is tempting. A cheer goes up from the crowd around it, along with some curses and groans. She gnaws at her lip. How bad of an idea could it really be?

"Hey, so, should I maybe, you know, play a couple games? Just to blend in, not look so suspicious just standing here on my own, doing nothing?" she asks with a nervous chuckle.

"Absolutely not," Chloe says quickly. "We need you focused, not starting a fight with our guy because he wins or something."

Ella scoffs, about to say that she wouldn't do that while a little voice in the back of her head argues that she absolutely would.

"I have a better idea anyway," Lucifer says, and Ella's head snaps up and around to find him on her right.

The music's momentarily stopped, she realizes; it was hard to tell with all of the noise still filling the silence.

"Come, Miss Lopez," he says, with a flickering smirk. His hand's settling on her back as he motions his head back off to the side.

Obliging, they wind through the tables and people until they're at the piano. Lucifer sits down, ignoring that his reappearance has drawn a small amount of attention back to him before he's even started playing.

He holds out a hand to Ella when she stops beside him. Her eyebrows raise at the look he gives her, and her eyes dart from him to the piano in sudden alarm.

"Wait, what? No, no, no." She shakes her head, holding her hands up in front of her with a laugh. "I don't play. I mean, not anymore. I took classes. Sort of--but I'm rusty, way too rusty to--"

"We'll play something simple then," Lucifer says simply, and makes a motion with the still outstretched hand. He grins, eyes dancing with mischief. "Come, Miss Lopez. Just one song. Please?"

Ella opens her mouth to argue again, say no way, no siree, not today and probably not ever in the near future. But then again... it wouldn't be that bad. She has missed it, and to play alongside Lucifer would be something else. And they can both still see a good majority of what's going on in the club from here.

"Only because you asked so nicely," she jokes with a roll of her eyes, but slides onto the bench with him.

He drops his hand, grinning in clear delight. Ella can't fight off a smile. They take a quick moment to decide on a song.

"You're on your own with the singing, though," she warns him, and he laughs, but agrees.

When they begin to play, Ella's definitely glad she said yes. There's just something indescribably comforting and thrilling about it. It helps that it's so easy to play alongside Lucifer, hands moving in sync.

When he starts singing, she looks at him. Their eyes briefly meet and he winks, as if some secret passes between them. Ella has no idea what it is yet it feels like she does, and she laughs softly as they continue on, drawing in people here and there.

When the song comes to an end, Ella thinks that playing might just give the same kick that poker does. Lucifer's elbow nudges her gently in the ribs.

"See? And you said you were rusty," he scoffs. "I suppose that's yet another talent to add to the never ending list of things you can do."

Ella smirks, shrugging, playing along. "I'm great, I know. It's why you love me."

"Oh, the list of reasons for that is even longer, my dear Ella," Lucifer purrs back jokingly. At least she thinks he's joking. Probably, right? Totally. His leaning a little closer while he said it meant nothing, nope.

"Finally, he learns my name," she says with a feigned gasp of shock, her hand against her chest. "And all it took was playing the piano with you. You know, if you wanted a duet before, you could have just asked."

Lucifer's smile is amused as he gazes at her with a gleam in his eyes. "I'll keep that in mind for the future. Perhaps I could even talk you into singing next time."

"Ha. Good joke," she says dryly, and pats his arm. "But never. Not even the devil could make a good enough deal."

The last part is pointed, with a sly side glance and a secretive smirk. Lucifer's expression mirrors it right back, his own smirk growing at the joke. She'll admit, it's fun knowing the truth. And even more fun to know that she can say with all honesty that she has dueted with the devil.

"As much as I'm enjoying this conversation," Chloe's voice starts up in both their ears, clearly sarcastic, "would it be possible for you two to, oh, I don't know, maybe focus a little more on the case? You know. The murderer who could be in the same room with you right now?"

Ella's eyes widen. "Oh, I totally forgot about that part. We're on it, Chloe, I promise. No more distractions."

"Well, perhaps some distractions," Lucifer drawls with a rather pointed look at Ella, a certain something in his eyes as they dart to her dress, then back up to meet her gaze.

Ella flushes, and she's failing to stop a laugh even as she hears Chloe groan.

"Professional, Lucifer. Please?"

Lucifer rolls his eyes and gives an exaggerated sigh, but nods, saying, "Fine, fine. I'll behave until we've caught our murderer."

"Thank you."

Ella's having to bite down on the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing again, raising an eyebrow at Lucifer.

He just winks again, and quietly says, "But for the record, you're incredibly ravishing, Miss Lopez."

Ella grins, a little flip of joy somewhere in her chest, then she hurries to get back to the case before Chloe decides to intervene on the grounds of them not being serious enough.

#lucifer #ella lopez #lucifer morningstar #lucella #lucifer x ella #ella x lucifer #luciferedit #moodboard #aesthetic #ficlet #drabble #rowing the rarepair rowboat #myedit* #my loves!! #I'm so happy to have been asked for this #you know me so well #but seriously I will just never not love these two so much #the vegas episode destroyed me I've been gone ever since #wonderdoves #otp: be still my heart

[kurtzyoufunkylittledruggy]

Bad Habits: Part 6

Pairing: (Kurtz x OC) (Malachai x OC)

Word Count: 1500+

Warnings: none (I think) this cheaters just really sad

A/N: I cried when I wrote this chapter. Maybe I'm just an emotional bitch but I think this chapter is sad asf.

3rd person point of view

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   The weekend past and it was time to return to reality. Jughead's alarm went off at 5:45, just like it did every morning since the kids moved into the cramped closet. He shook his sisters curled up form and she sat up.

   "I'm awake." She murmured. She looked so tired. He was at a loss for what to do. Emma got up and grabbed her bag and walked to the girls locker room. She showered and got dressed for the day. She combed through her damp hair and went to do her makeup when a knock on the door startled her. She grabbed her bag and opened the door, looking between her brother and Archie.

   "He knows, Em." Jughead said. Emma visibly deflated and sighed. The twins showed Archie the closet they had been sleeping in.

   "How long?" Archie asked. Emma looked down at her feet and then up at her brother.

   "Since the drive-in closed. That's where we were staying before." Jughead said.

   "Why the hell aren't yous living at home?" Archie asked.

   "The truth is, things aren't good at home." Jughead said.

   "With your dad?" Archie asked.

   "Yeah." Emma said softly.

   "He kinda fell off the wagon. After your dad fired him, to tell you the truth. Hasn't had a job since. He keeps promising that he's gonna get his act together, but my mom couldn't take that rollercoaster anymore, so she grabbed Jellybean and went to live with our grandparents." Jughead said. The bell rang and Emma nudged her brother.

   "Come on." She said. Jughead switched the light off and locked the door.

   "God, why didn't you tell me? And where does your dad think you two are?" Archie asked.

   "He thinks we're couch-surfing." Jughead said.

   "Well, screw that. Live with me." Archie said.

   "This is just temporary. I'm going to figure something out." Jughead said.

   "He always does." Emma added.

   "Just don't tell anyone, especially not Betty." Jughead said. Emma's brows furrowed.

   "Betty? She's not gonna care. If anyone's gonna be a snob about it, maybe Veronica." Archie scoffed.

   "Right, well, exactly." Jughead said.

   "Don't tell her, either." Emma said, before walking to class.

   When Emma's free period rolled around, Emma met with Ella and the girls walked to the bleachers. Ella could sense that Emma was tense. And she was. She was scared about the fact that Archie found out.

   "Em, what's going on?" Ella asked. Emma shook her head and sighed.

   "I'm just having a hard day." Emma said softly.

   "Wanna talk about it?" Ella asked, gently touching Emma's arm. Emma's eyes watered and she whimpered softly.

   "You can't tell Kurtz." Emma said. Ella worried for her best friend.

   "Tell me what's wrong." Ella pleaded.

   "I've been lying. I-I don't have a place to stay, my brother and I have been living in the school. A-And one of my brothers f-found out." Emma said, barely keeping it together.

   "Emma. Why didn't you tell me?" Ella asked. Emma shrugged.

   "I didn't wanna shove my problems on everyone else." Emma said just before the bell rang.

   "I have to go." Emma murmured. Emma walked quickly through the halls, head down. This was going to be a long day.

   After cheer practice, Emma got a text from Kurtz. Telling her he was at the school to pick her up. She replied, letting him know she'd be out in a minute. She changed into her Pops uniform and ran out to his car.

   She glanced at him and instantly became worried. He looked angry.

   "Hey, are you okay?" She asked softly. He sighed and turned the car off.

   "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked. The color in her face drained away and her heart sank.

   "W-What do you mean?" She asked. He scoffed and looked at her.

   "That you've been lying. Where have I been dropping you off the past two weeks? Huh?" He asked. Her eyes filled with tears and she looked down at her lap.

   "I-I'm sorry." She whispered. Her hands shook as she wiped her eyes.

   "I-I didn't want you to worry a-and-

She cut herself off and cried softly.

   "I-It was under control." She cried softly. Kurtz got out of the car and walked over to Emma's side. He opened her door and pulled her into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder.

   "Don't be mad at Ella for telling me, she's only worried. Just like I am." He whispered. She hummed softly and tightened her arms around him.

   "M'sorry." She whispered. He hushed her and kissed her temple.

   "It's okay, sunshine." He cooed. She whimpered and sighed as he slowly settled her back on her feet.

   "Let me drive you to work." He said. She nodded shyly and climbed back into his car.

   He drove her to Pops and walked her in. She clocked in and smiled at Pop.

   "Do you wanna stay? I can make you something." Emma said, wiping the counter down.

   "Just a coffee, sunshine." He said. She nodded and smiled softly. She brought him his coffee and he handed her a twenty dollar bill. She went to hand him his change but he shook his head.

   "Keep it." He said. Her eyes widened and she shook her head.

   "Kurtz, this is a lot." Emma said. He nodded and smiled.

   "Keep it." He whispered. She sighed and slid it into her pocket.

   "Thank you." She said softly. He only wanted to take care of her.

   He sat at Pops for almost two hours. He did some school work, scrolled through his phone. He watched Emma work. She seemed to light up the room.

   Around six, Kurtz got a call that Malachai had called a Ghoulie meeting. He caught Emma's arm and tugged her closer.

   "Hey, I've gotta go. But I'll come pick you up later. Eight thirty, right?" He asked. She nodded and smiled, standing on her toes and kissing his cheek softly.

   "See you later." She said softly. He left and drove off. During Emma's break she got a text from her brother. Saying that he went to see their dad. She also had a text from Ella, saying that she should stay with her for the night.

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So, um... let me start by saying that your blog is amazing and some of your posts have been helpful in ways i can't begin to explain. I was wondering if you could give me some advice. My 7-year-old brought home a book from the school library called "Oliver Button Is a Sissy" and it is offensive on so many levels (it's as bad as the title sounds). Can you possibly help me with writing a note to the librarian explaining why it doesn't belong in a school library?

Okay, so I wasn’t immediately familiar with this book but a quick Google search tells me it was originally published in 1979. The Google synopsis says “ A little boy must come to terms with being teased and ostracized because he’d rather read books, paint pictures, and tap-dance than participate in sports.” Which is (as you said) offensive on so many levels. 

I looked up the book on YouTube so I could read it. And although it was probably trying for an inspirational story about being different, it really missed the mark. I have a lot of issues with how the characters (especially Papa) interacted with Oliver. I mean the kids own Papa called him a sissy because he didn’t play sports. 

Let me break this down into bite sized chunks that you may want to include in your letter (or expand upon). 

First of all, the word “sissy” has a heavy history of being used as a slur towards homosexual or effeminate men..Seeing as this book was published in the 1970’s it was still a popular slur used to ostracize any male who didn’t reinforce toxic masculine stereotypes. The word has just as much negative and offensive meaning as calling someone a f*ggot. This reason alone should be enough to take it off the shelves. It is an outdated and disgusting term. If the library wouldn’t have a book titled “Oliver Button is a f*ggot” then they shouldn’t carry this either.

Now let’s talk about specific parts of this story that are very troublesome due to their blatant attempts to reinforce male stereotypes on young readers. The very first page says Oliver doesn’t like to do things “boys are supposed to do”. Is this really a message we want to send our children? That boys are supposed to be one way and girls are supposed to be another? The gender roles of the late 1970s are still present in our culture (just look at the gendered toy aisles or clothes sections at your local stores) but how can we expect to raise a better generation if we keep reinforcing these old ideas? No child is the same. There is absolutely no right (or wrong way) to be any gender! 

A few pages later, Papa says “Don’t be a sissy, you need to play sports!” when he finds Oliver having a great time playing dress up. Again, this child’s father just called him a derogatory and homophobic slur. And again, this implies that because Oliver enjoys dress up, he is not being a “good boy”. It also implies that playing sports will make your father proud of you, which is another gender role stereotype that needs to go. Lots of young boys who don’t want to play sports can feel isolated or shy or think there is something wrong with them, let’s not feed that fear.

Mama seems a little bit better about accepting that Oliver would rather dance than play football. But she still emphasizes that he needs to play sports for exercise. Dancing is very much a sport and takes just as much (if not more) discipline as playing football. Thankfully, young Oliver points that out by saying tap dancing will be exercise. 

The story seems promising around the point Oliver starts tap lessons, I got my hopes up though. When the boys at school take his tap shoes and call him a sissy, the girls come to his rescue. Which is great that someone is on his side but the boys then mock that “you gotta have help from the girls.” Implying that if a girl stands up for a boy who is being bullied, that boy is weak because he didn’t stand up for himself. This furthers the stereotype that boys should be strong or forceful when facing bullies. 

Fast forward to Oliver entering the talent show, again, I got my hopes up. He practiced and practiced and danced his little heart out but he didn’t even win a prize. I’m not saying he needed to win first place (a valuable lesson that winning isn’t everything) but in this narrative I think it would be important to reward his hard work and perseverance. 

When he doesn’t win a prize “Oliver tried not to cry”. Let the child cry! He just lost something that he was working on for a whole month, he gave his best, he is upset. Let him cry! I’d cry. Instead his parents just say “you did a good job, let’s get pizza”. This is a missed opportunity to talk about addressing vulnerability in children who haven’t quite learned life isn’t always the easiest. Sometimes you work really hard at something and you don’t get recognized for your hard work. This doesn’t devalue the efforts you put into it, it doesn’t mean you’re a failure, and it’s okay to be upset. I think I’d rather have a book where the parents take the time to let Oliver express his emotions more. 

Oliver doesn’t want to go to school because he’s so upset. Again, I wish the parents would have taken time to address his feelings and concerns. Instead his Mama just says “You’re fine, go to school.” Which completely invalidates his disappointment.

So he goes to school, and he’s scared. But then he sees the graffiti no longer says “Oliver is a sissy” it says “Oliver is a star” and I guess everything is supposed to be okay now? It really doesn’t address any of the issues of bullying or how Oliver feels when he lost the talent show or opening the dialog of accepting kids that are different than you, rather than bullying.

All in all, this book is very dated in its writing and word choices. It sends a very toxic message to young boys who don’t fit the gender stereotypes. I understand why you, as a parent, would be concerned when your child brought this home. Hopefully the above thought points can help you write to the librarian AND open a conversation with your child about how things SHOULD have gone for Oliver. 

Also, I find when pointing out a problem (having this book in the school library) it is important to suggest a solution as well. Here are some books the library could shelve instead. They all sort of have the overall theme of embracing differences and being proud to be who you are. They just do it in a more modern and less damaging way!

Giraffes Can’t Dance by Giles Andreae - A giraffe is laughed at when he doesn’t know how to dance. But a friend tell him being different isn’t a bad thing, which gives the giraffe confidence and he finds his own happiness in dancing.

Calvin Can’t Fly: The Story of a Bookworm Birdie by Jennifer Berne- Calvin would rather read and learn than fly around like the other birds. But when there’s an emergency his learning proves vital in saving his friends!

Ballerino Nate by Kimberly Brubaker Bradley - Much like Oliver, Nate wants to dance! He takes ballet after seeing a ballet recital. It’s great to have a book depicting boys enjoying dance, despite being teased.My Princess Boy by Cheryl Kilodavis- This one is non fiction. Written by the mother of a boy, much like Oliver, who loves dress up and would rather be a princess than a knight. It really shows how loving and accepting a family (should) be of a kiddo that does their own thing.Leo the Late Bloomer by Robert Kraus- A classic. Leo’s parents are worried because he doesn’t do the things others his age are doing. But it shows how taking your own path and doing things in your own time are important to being yourself.The Pirate of Kindergarten by George Ella Lyon-  Teaches about kids with disabilities! The little girl has troubles learning until she is diagnosed with double vision and gets an eye patch. Instead of letting it hold her back, she embraces her disability and becomes a proud pirate. It’s Okay To Be Different by Todd Parr- Another classic, it’s pretty straight forward in sharing the message that everyone is unique and that is quite alright!A Bad Case Of Stripes by David Shannon- This one comes highly recommended by friends. This story shows the dangers of trying to be someone you’re not just to “fit in”. The little girl keeps changing herself to try and impress others but learns in the end that it’s perfectly fine to be just the way she is.I know this was a bit long winded. I am obviously passionate about this topic for many reasons. I don’t want my kiddo to grow up in a gender binary world of black and white. I hope this helps! Let me know if you need any other advice.

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