#and his wife was a twin who went to school with my mom. and of course my mom knew her because twins were kind of A Thing

[united-under-skyfall]

growing up in a small town is like. i want to get as far away from here as humanly possible and never look back. i've been sorted into homeroom classes with at least seven of the same kids from kindergarten through graduation and i don't know that we've ever talked longer than five minutes but i'd probably die for them. this would be a nice place to live for the rest of my life, i think. you know everyone in town by their family name even if you don't actually know any of them personally. i'm tired. everyone i know is tired. i hate it here. i never want to leave. we have nothing to do here and the boredom gouges tracks in my brain. i am personally offended by anyone not from here who says there's nothing to do here. everyone here knows too much about me. i know too much about everyone here. how does it feel to start from a blank slate? i would never know. there is a quiet, hidden sort of rage that everyone plants in their gardens. the lemonade at the market tastes like five-year-old laughter, the library smells like paper and the hot chocolate they used to make for events in the basement. the local history room hadn't changed since they installed it because there's nothing else to add, nothing else to know. i am tired. they're developing things and too much is changing too quickly and this has been the same unchanging neighborhood for fifty fucking years and now it's utterly unrecognizable from the place i knew barely a decade ago. i am never sure how much this change is a good thing, how much is too much. it feels like someone is peeling back my wallpaper skin when i'm not looking, painting different shades over what i thought should be there. i'm not the only person in this place but it feels strangely like they should have asked for my permission first, like i am part of its foundation, or maybe it's part of mine. (do we ask the bricks what they want the wall to look like, too?) we all share layers of the same memories that are slowly shifting and eroding, and you can see it everywhere you look, viscerally, physically. i think it is impossible to escape this place unless you are willing to bleed, and make bleed. it would be so, so easy to just disappear. the air feels fresher here than anywhere else, simply because it is the baseline my body has learned and my lungs have loved. i am so very, very tired. i think it's this place. i think i like it. i don't know. i don't know how to be anything else. i learned from brick and mortar, from pavement, from parks; buildings that served my mother as a child, graves no one visits anymore, trees older than my family line; everything sags, the colors washed out. they are tired, too.

#idk man. just. i was talking with a coworker today—an old classmate's mom—and she asked if i knew chris smith #and i said which chris smith there's two and she said the bald one and i said well yeah and she said his wife just died #and his wife was a twin who went to school with my mom. and of course my mom knew her because twins were kind of A Thing #in their grade. and i didn't realize this co-worker even knew who my mom was. and her husband is a teacher and three other kids #in our grade had fathers who taught the same subject as him also working at our school and i think about that a lot actually #half my friends chose their colleges based solely on how far away from home they are. and they were not aiming for proximity. #every day i drive along the same roads my schoolbus took and everyday the view looks a little less like it should #i alternate between never wanting to leave this place and wishing i never knew it existed in the first place #and i was thinking back on a lot of old conversations about this and. i'm just really in my feels about small towns rn man #and the incredibly complicated relationships both with it and with everyone and everything in it that are inherent to them #ramble #dead letter office got it i think #small towns #growing up

[avatar-anna]

i need more dadrry content with his 6 children 😩

Mom’s Night Out

Young dad!Harry x Young mom!Reader universe

“I can always stay home. Really, it’s no big—”

“You’re going.”

“Are you sure? Because Simone still has to do her reading assignment for school, and the twins sometimes pretend to brush their teeth, and Natalia’s teething—”

“Y/n. I’ve got this.”

Y/n stayed quiet as she fastened her earrings in the bathroom. Harry was sitting on their bed with Natalia while she got dressed, but he was also there to convince her to actually leave.

“You know, your silence gives me all the confidence in the world,” Harry said, slightly joking. He could watch the kids on his own while Y/n went out with some friends for a few hours. Did she think he couldn’t?

“I know. I’m sorry. I have total faith in you, baby,” she said, stepping out from behind the bathroom door. “Okay. How do I look? Is it too much?’

Harry’s tongue went dry before he could respond.

Y/n had always been the most stunning person he knew, but seeing her all dressed up...

“Wow, Mama,” he breathed. “You look incredible.”

He never needed reminders that his wife was beautiful. Even when he worked with actresses and models or did PR stunts, his heart was always with Y/n; there was truly no one else who could even come close to her. But even so, he suddenly felt lucky that she was his.

“You think? I can’t remember the last time I got dressed up.”

If Harry hadn’t been holding an infant, he would’ve shown her just how nice he thought she looked, but he settled for taking her hand and kissing it. “I don’t think, I know. I’m slightly worried about all the attention you’re gonna get now. No one knows you’re a married woman.”

Y/n blushed, but didn’t reply. Instead she took her youngest daughter into her arms and kissed her little cheeks.

By the time it was officially time for Y/n to leave, Harry had to practically force her out the door. She kept finding excuses to prolong her departure —laundry that needed to be switched out, putting Geneva down for a nap, helping the twins with a Lego set—until Harry finally ordered an Uber and told her to stop fussing and have a good time.

“Be good to Daddy, okay?” were her final words before she closed the door and Harry was alone with six children.

Harry knew this day was coming, had been preparing the last couple days. He bought games, ice cream, picked out movies to watch with the kids. It was going to be a fun night.

And then Simone said she was going to watch YouTube upstairs, Collette followed, and the twins went back to their Lego set, leaving Harry alone with the babies. He couldn’t say he wasn’t a little hurt because he was, but perhaps he should’ve expected everyone to go to their separate corners.

“Guess it’s just us, huh?” he said to Geneva and Natalia, who were both sitting in their high chairs.

“Baby Shark?” GiGi asked in her adorable little toddler voice.

“You got it, peanut.”

*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.

Harry was expecting a more eventful night, but it was relatively quiet. GiGi, Natalia, and the twins went to bed early, and Simone and Collette were still playing together in their room the last time he checked on them. The house was quiet, almost too quiet, Harry thought, but he wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Wife💕: How’s it going?

Harry smiled down at the text and typed his own reply. Taking a picture of him in bed with a book.

Harry: House hasn’t burned down yet!

He watched as the three little text bubbles appeared on his phone, wondering what she was up to. Harry wished he was with her so they could have a little date, but he knew how much Y/n needed this, even if she didn’t say it. She was always home or working, always driving the kids from place to place. She deserved a night off.

Wife💕: I’ll be home soon. Give my little munchkins a kiss for me

Harry: What about me?

Wife💕: You’ll get your kiss later

Harry couldn’t complain about that, could he?

He read a little more soon after their conversation ended, but before long, he heard a cry from the baby monitor. Not surprised that Natalia woke up, Harry got out of bed to put his daughter back to sleep.

When he made it to the nursery, she was wriggling in her crib, eyes scrunched up as she cried. Harry tried rocking the crib for a few minutes before picking her up, hoping that Natalia would fall back asleep without any trouble, but she kept on crying.

“Daddy’s here,” he cooed, reaching down into the crib to pick her up. “Did you have a bad dream, darling?”

Harry continued mumbling words and holding her to his chest until she calmed down. Which was not easy. He changed her diaper, wrapped her up nice and tight the way his mum taught him when Simone was born, he tried to sing her to sleep and feed her a bottle, but nothing seemed to work.

He finally left the nursery, deciding to walk around the house until Natalia fell asleep. By a stroke of luck, she seemed to like the sound of the laundry tumbling in the machine, and she finally stopped crying. It was a while before she fell asleep, but Harry felt just a bit more sane than before.

His shirt was wet with tears and snot by the time Natalia was back in her crib, and his own eyes were feeling heavy. He sat down on the rocking chair, his head falling heavily to the side when he heard yelling coming in the hallway. Simone and Collette.

“Give it back!”

“It’s my turn to pick!”

“Your videos are dumb!”

“You’re dumb!”

“Dad, Simone is being mean!”

“Don’t be a tattle tale!”

It was hard to keep up with his oldest daughters. One moment they were inseparable and the next they were at each other’s throats. Harry knew siblings had their little squabbles here and there, but Simone and Collette really got into it when the mood struck, though Y/n assured him that was common among sisters. Either way, it often gave him whiplash.

Their argument woke up Natalia, who immediately started crying again, and Harry almost felt like crying himself. But then he thought of Y/n and how this would be a minor issue for her, and he told himself to buck up.

Taking Natalia out of her crib once again, he went out to see what the problem was between his oldest girls.

“Alright, what’s all this?” he said, making sure his voice carried over theirs.

Simone and Collette immediately launched into their sides of the story at the same time, but Harry was used to getting the gist by now. Something about not sharing the iPad, ripping it out of the other’s hand, and name calling. When they finished, Harry didn’t really know what to say. He was tired, Natalia was still crying her little lungs off in his ear, and his first solution was to throw the iPad into the ocean.

But he took a deep breath and spoke to each of his daughters individually. “Simone, you know the rules. You share the iPad, and you especially don’t call your sister names.”

“But—”

“No buts,” Harry said, then turned to Collette. “And you. You know better than to rip things out of people’s hands.”

“I know, I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said, her eyes welling up with tears.

“I—It’s okay,” he said gently, pulling Collette in for a hug.

Then, out of nowhere, Simone began to cry as well. Harry’s eyes widened, not expecting more tears. He was still holding Natalia, but he managed to wrap an arm around both Simone and Collette, who seemed to cry harder when her older sister came closer.

“What in the world...” he muttered to himself. Three out of his six children were all crying, seemingly out of nowhere, and Harry was absolutely baffled. He hated hearing his kids cry. Was he too hard on them?

But then, in the midst of all the crying and noses rubbing into his shirt, Harry noticed something. It was almost as if Simone and Collette were trying to outdo the other. He didn’t know how he knew, but he did.

And then, through a sniffle, Simone said, “Are we still in trouble?”

What? Harry couldn‘t believe it. He thought he was being a stern parent, and he was being played like a fiddle. The minute he saw his girls in tears he turned to mush. How many times had this happened before?

“Yes,” Harry said, trying not to let Collette’s sniffles break him. “No more iPad tonight or tomorrow. Both of you.”

The sniffling stopped as Collette looked up. “Why?”

Her eyes were wide and lined with tears, her bottom lip jutted out just so, but Harry held strong. “Because you weren’t nice to your sister, and she wasn’t nice to you, and now you have a consequence.”

“But Daddy—”

“No but Daddy. You can have it back the day after tomorrow. Now apologize to each other.”

They both mumbled something under their breath that perhaps resembled an apology, but that wasn’t good enough for Harry. Honestly, he was still a little miffed that Simone and Collette played him.

“Like you mean it,” he said, then nodded when he was satisfied. “Good. And because you two woke her up, you’re gonna help me put Natalia to sleep.”

Simone slumped her shoulders, but followed Harry back to her bedroom while Collette took his hand. Right, he thought. One crisis down, one more to go.

“Play with her while I grab something,” he told Simone, jogging back to his room for pillows, extra blankets, and Natalia’s swing. When he returned, Natalia wasn’t crying, but she was wide awake while her sisters played peekaboo. “Okay, we’re gonna hang in your room for a bit,” he said, switching on the colorful lamp that casted soft light on the walls and ceiling. “Help me lay these down.”

They all got comfortable—Simone at the bay window where Harry had made a little alcove for the girls a couple months back, Collette in her teddy bear bean bag chair, and Harry on the floor with Natalia.

“What now?” Collette asked.

“Now,” Harry said, playing some soft music from his phone. “I’m going to read.”

To his surprise, Harry didn’t receive any protest from the girls. After putting Natalia in the swing, he took a book at random from the bookshelf, opened it, and began to read.

He made sure to use different voices and push Natalia’s swing while he read. Eventually Collette moved onto her bed, and from the few times he looked up, Simone’s eyes were getting heavier. Natalia took a bit longer, but she eventually closed her eyes, and Harry was suddenly the only one awake, though not by much.

He was debating whether to leave Natalia in the swing a little longer or move her back to the nursery when the door opened.

“Hey, little man,” Harry said, opening his arms up for Julian to walk into. “What are you doing up so late?”

“I had a bad dream,” he said, his hand immediately reaching for Harry’s hair.

“I’m sorry, bubba. Do you want me to sit with you? Make sure the bad dreams stay away?”

“Wanna sleep in your room. I want Mommy.”

“Me too,” Harry sighed. “She’ll be back soon. Don’t you think she’ll be so proud if she sees you sleeping in your big boy bed?”

Jules shook his head, his mind clearly made up.

“Okay, I tried. I have to take Natalia back to her crib first. Is that okay?”

Harry first picked up Simone and put her back on her own bed. He kissed her forehead and then Collette’s, then took Natalia out of her swing. She moved around a little, but didn’t wake up, which Harry thanked his lucky stars for. Julian followed him into the nursery and quietly waited for Harry. When they finally made it to Harry’s room, someone was already there.

“You too?” he asked quietly, Maeve already fast asleep in the middle of the bed. Looking down at Julian, he said, “Where are Mum and I supposed to sleep?”

Julian merely held his arms up towards Harry, and Harry responded accordingly by picking him up and climbing into bed.

When Y/n entered the bedroom, Harry was doing everything he could to stay awake. She was only gone a couple hours, but he was exhausted.

“Got a full house tonight,” she mused, eyeing the twins sleeping soundly in her bed.

Harry stood up and followed her to the bathroom so they could talk while she got ready for bed. She told him about her night out with her friends and where they ended up going to dinner. She’d had a lot of fun, but she missed her babies.

“How was everything here?”

For a moment, Harry considered telling her that everything was smooth sailing the whole time, but he shrugged. “Natalia had a tough time falling asleep, and you know the girls. Had to take the iPad away.”

“Really? Wow,” she said, sounding surprised. But not that he had to, Harry realized, but that he did so at all.

“I can be stern when I have to be,” he said, defending himself.

Y/n smiled and wrapped her hands around her husband’s neck. “Baby, I love you, but you’re as soft as a marshmallow when it comes to the girls.”

“That is not—” he stopped himself to lower his voice. “That is not true.”

“I bet they cried to get you to cave,” she said, a knowing glint in her eye.

Harry just pouted. “I hate when you’re right.”

Y/n leaned up and kissed him, her hand playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “I love it.”

They kept kissing, Harry suddenly no longer tired. He pushed Y/n up onto the bathroom counter, his lips trailing down her neck and along her jaw. He began to kiss down her chest, pulling the top of her dress down when he heard a small voice from the other side of the bathroom’s door.

“Daddy?”

Both of them sighed, and Harry helped Y/n down from the counter. They straightened each other out before opening the door to see Maeve, hair a tangly mess and stuffed animal dangling from her hand.

“Mommy! You’re home!”

“Mommy’s home?”

Julian was suddenly off the bed and launching himself at Y/n, who was quick to catch him. She gave Harry a look, and he understood it perfectly. He leaned over, Maeve in his own arms and kissed his wife’s forehead.

Next time.

#harry styles #young dad! harry #young parent!harry styles #young mom! reader #harry styles blurb #harry styles x reader #harry styles fanfic #harry styles oneshot #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles x you #harry styles fluff #harry styles writing #harry styles one shot #harry styles fic

[gingiesworld]

Family Is Forever

Chapter One

Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst. Heartbreak.

Taglist: @fxckmiup @ginnsbaker @gb12d @casquinhaa @angrywhisperslove @louxbloom @starry-night17

18+ MINORS DNI

Wanda Maximoff used to have the life she had dreamed of since Y/N had built up the courage to ask her out many of years ago in college. Although the getting pregnant in her third year of college was never a part of their plans but Y/N had stepped up and proposed to her. Vowing that she would never have to go it alone in raising their children.

What they didn't expect was that their relationship would soon become toxic. As Y/N was the main bread winner for the household, Wanda wanted to find a job of her own for when the twins where at school so she got a job at Harkness Cafè. Working during the schoolday before the twins were home.

Although, both of their jobs were tiring, and Y/N always made time for the twins. They never really made time for each other. So as the time went on, the distance between the two of them grew. The cuddles and intimate moments were non existent. They were like two passing stars, never destined to collide.

"I can't do this anymore." Wanda whispered one night as they lay side by side. "It hurts because I don't feel like you're here."

"Wanda." Y/N tried as they turned to face her. "I'm sorry." Was all they whispered as they sat up, leaning their head against the headboard.

"I don't know what happened to us." Wanda whispered, her eyes glistening as tears threatened to shed. "I just don't know."

"I do love you Wanda." Y/N told her sincerely, nothing but truth was behind their eyes. "I really do but I guess love just isn't enough to make a marriage work."

"I don't think it is." Wanda whispered. "Maybe we need a divorce."

"You're right." They whispered as they stood up, reaching for their pillow. "Maybe we just lost touch of who we are, with work and raising a family."

"Stay." Wanda held their hand. "Just hold me one last time." Wanda asked as they took a shakey breath, getting back in bed beside her, opening their arms for their soon to be ex wife. Pressing a kiss to her head as she squeezed her eyes closed, feeling heartbroken at the end of their marriage. The two who had dreamed of growing old together.

Y/N had packed their bags on their day off, packing their car before the twins came home. Once the two 10 year olds were home, the two of them sat the boys down to talk.

"Your mom and I are getting a divorce." Y/N told them softly. "I am going to be finding an apartment nearby so you guys can still come and stay with me whenever you want."

"Your O'pa and I still very much love each other and you both." Wanda told them as she wrapped her arms around the two of them. "But it just isn't really working between us and we can't keep lying just to keep this marriage working."

"But we're family." Tommy whispered as Wanda took a deep breath. A soft smile on her face.

"A family is forever." She told the two as Y/N smiled at her, before her eyes met Y/N's. "We can never truly leave each other, even if we tried."

"This is what is best for us." Y/N told them. "We just want what's best for you both."

"But what about holidays and our games or competitions." Billy asked them both.

"We will still spend holidays together, if that is ok with your mom." Y/N told them. "And you know we will never forget about your games and competitions. We're your biggest fans."

"But you're moving out?" Tommy questioned as Y/N just nodded.

"I am." They told them, taking Tommy into their arms. "I wanted to stay here to talk with you both first because you two boys and your mom will always be the most important people in my life."

"I love you O'pa." Tommy spoke sadly as his tears started to fall.

"I love you both so much." They told the boys as Billy joined the hug. "But I want the two of you to always respect your mom, ok? This is in no way her fault, it's not yours either. This is no one's fault." The two nodded before Wanda stood up behind them. "Now go and wash up for your dinner."

Once the twins were out of the room, Wanda stood over Y/N who looked up at her sadly. Taking her hand in their own as she took a deep breath.

"Where will you go?" She questioned as they smiled at her. Pulling her to sit in their lap for the last time.

"Bucky's for now." They told her honestly. "I have an appointment on Monday to look for an apartment in the area, and then I will get in touch with Jennifer too so we can sort out the divorce."

"Ok." Wanda took a deep breath as Y/N rubbed her leg soothingly.

"You're not going to lose anything." They told her honestly. "I don't want you to lose anything."

"But, you can't afford to keep the house and pay for an apartment." Wanda told them as they shook their head, moving Wanda gently from them before they gestured for her to follow them to the room, heading into the closet and opening the safe. "Is this deeds?" She asked as she looked at the paper with the twins names on it.

"I started to buy it when I got my first pay rise." They confessed. "I wanted to make sure that the twins were looked after no matter whatever happened to us."

"You did this?" Wanda asked them with tears in her eyes.

"I wanted to look after my family, make sure the three of you were looked after." They reached in and took out two bank statements. "Once the final payment on the house was paid, I started to put that money into two different saving accounts. College funds for the twins, I still put the money in the accounts each month." They also handed her another statement and envelope. "And I have been doing the same for you, just in case something happened to me, I wanted you be looked after."

"I don't know what to say." She whispered as Y/N shook their head.

"Don't say anything." They told her. "The card for your bank is in this envelope with the pin."

"Thank you." Wanda whispered as Y/N placed the papers with the twins names on back inside the safe and locked it. "I just."

"It's ok." They told her. "I know I may not have been the best partner for you but, I just wanted you to be looked after. That was all I ever wanted." They kissed her lips one last time as her tears fell from her eyes. "I'll see you next week." With that Y/N had left the house, leaving Wanda who started to sob uncontrollably.

The moment Y/N had made it to Bucky's apartment with their bags, he gave them a sad smile.

"This is for the best Buck." They told him as he patted their shoulder before helping them grab their bags and leading them to the guest room. As he left them alone, they sat on the bed in the darkness. Looking out of the window at the first night they are going to be spending the night away from their family.

The next morning rolled around faster than anticipated, Y/N had got themselves ready for work before finding Bucky already filling two cups of coffee.

"You look like hell." He stated as he handed them the coffee.

"Thanks." They muttered as Bucky observed them with concern in his eyes. "I couldn't sleep." They took a sip of their coffee before looking up at their best friend. "It's just that I don't sleep when I'm away from Wanda and the twins. Even on business trips, I barely get three hours of sleep a night." 

"That's not healthy." Bucky stated.

"They're my family Buck. I went straight from my college dorm when Wanda got pregnant straight to the house." They told him. "I have spent over a decade living with my family and I have screwed that up."

"How did you screw it up?" He asked them as they sighed.

"I didn't work on the marriage." They told him. "I completely took the woman I have loved for most of my life, the woman I still love with every fibre of my being, I took her forgranted. I did that!! Not her. Me."

"You should tell her what you just told me." Bucky told them.

"It won't be any use." They told him. "I think this divorce is still set in stone because my job is quite demanding too."

"Y/N." He spoke softly.

"I can't keep her in a marriage that she isn't happy in." They told him. "I don't want that for her. We can make the co-parenting thing work but that's it." With that they left the apartment and made their way to work.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff

[imtryingbuck]

Fifty Five

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky comes from a well respected family, he falls in love with a girl who prefers the simple things in life. Follow their journey through the years.

Word count: 1,280

Warnings: angst, heavy use of pet names. fluff. swearing. short and pretty much a filler sorry

A/N: No description of reader other than she has curly hair.

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It's been ten years since Grace and Bunny's Haven opened, since then the manor went under construction adding another floor for more rooms, they had more women and children seeking safety than they had room for.

Robin was the only one that was still there from when the doors opened, the others finding freedom when their abuses went to prison or by moving far away with the help from Y/n. Robin asked to stay saying that she seemed to have found her calling, who was Y/n to say no to her?

Y/n was proud of who the young woman had turned into over the years. She had even paid for Robin to go to school, Robin got her degree in psychology and became a counsellor at the Haven, Y/n threw a party when Robin graduated, sitting front row and centre when the girl went onto stage. Robin would sometimes call her mom, apologising straight away but Y/n would wave her off.

Y/n walked down the hallway smiling as she heard the children laughing in the playroom, Lily and Rose eight year old twins of one of the women who had come to the Haven a few months back were sitting on the stairs smiling and waving at her when she walked past. 

As she came outside her steps halted at seeing Georgia and Billy kissing.

Yep that was happening. When Georgia turned fifteen Billy asked her out, Y/n, Bucky, Wanda and Vis watched as the sixteen year old turned bright red as he asked Georgia to be his girlfriend. Georgias face was bright red too as she nodded and said yes.

A year ago they had moved into an apartment together and from what Georgia had told Y/n everything was perfect between them. Y/n promised Billy that she wouldn’t say anything about him getting Georgia an engagement ring.

“Kissing on the job is really bad you know?” She said laughing when the pair jumped apart from each other.

“Hi mom didn’t see you there”

“Because you was busy trying to eat Bilbos face off that’s why”

“S-sorry Y/n” Billy spluttered nervously.

“Sure you are. Anyways get back to work we’ve got a new family coming today”

“Where’s dad?” Georgia asks following behind Y/n hand in Billy’s.

“Probably trying to eat the cake I told him specifically not to eat”

And sure enough that’s how they found him.

“Bunny where are you?”

“Kitchen”

“Is Georgia with you?”

“No”

Bucky strolls in with a box with a new cake after he and Steve ate the other. Kissing Y/n on her cheek before placing the box on the side. “How’s the new family settling in?”

“Good, I’ve rang Graham to see if they have an electric wheelchair I can buy as the youngest child’s wheelchair is damaged and I was thinking if he had an electric one that he could feel more free, you know?”

“What did Graham say?”

“Dropping it off tomorrow, I told Kim about it and she burst out crying, I felt so bad”

Wrapping his arms around Y/n he started dancing with her. “That’s good and probably because she’s overwhelmed Bunny, I read her file and it was bad”

“It was. Anyway what are you up to?”

“Dancing with my beautiful wife, what about you?”

“Dancing with my beautiful husband?”

“Aw you think I’m beautiful? That’s so sweet”

“Oh shut up and hold me closer”

Complying with her wishes he holds her closer to his chest, her head on his chest listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart they continue to dance around the kitchen.

Both completely unaware that Georgia was standing at the archway to the kitchen. Ever since she was little she loved seeing her parents dance, Bucky would always have his fingers playing with her moms long curly hair as they slow danced together. Half of the time there was never any music playing.

“I love you Bunny”

“I love you Ducky”

“I love you Georgia, aw I love you too mom and dad” Bucky looks up to see their daughter standing there, he gives her an amused smile before sticking his tongue out at her.

“You know we love you Georgie moo”

“Mom” Georgia whined at the nickname.

“Aw Bunny our Georgie moo don’t like it when you call her that”

“Oh no what will we do?”

“I don’t know you know? How about you go left and I’ll go right?”

“You got it”

When they look over at Georgia her eyes widen at seeing the mischievous glint in their eyes, before she has chance to back away her parents separate from each other, her mom going left and her dad going right.

Georgia starts to run whilst laughing at her parents who chase after her, loud giggles fill the empty house when Y/n grabs her and tickles her until they both fall on to the ground. Bucky joins in by tickling Y/n, knowing how ticklish she was.

They all go quiet when the front door comes open and Billy pops his head around the wooden door. “A-are you all okay?”

“Mom go left, dad go right and I’ll go straight” Georgia says quietly, all three get up and slowly walk towards Billy.

“No no no leave me alone guys please” Billy pleads but it was no use. He screams when all three of them practically pounce on him.

Bucky, Steve, Sam and Vis were on grill duty whilst the women talked about everything and anything. It was Georgias twentieth birthday and they were having a barbecue just like she asked for.

“Auntie Y/n c-can I talk to you for a second please?”

“No she’s my wifey!”

“Ignore your mom Billy Bob, of course what’s up?”

“P-privately please”

“Okay, help me up though I’m old” Billy takes her hand and helps her stand and they go inside into the kitchen. “What’s up bubs?”

“I-I-I was thinking about proposing to Georgia today, what do you think?”

“Do it! Oh Billy that’s amazing, do you have the ring with you?”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, are you sure?”

“I love her more than anything Y/n, I swear”

“Then do it darling because I know she loves you just as much”

“O-o-okay I’m g-going to do it”

After agreeing with Y/n that he should do it after they’ve had something to eat they step back outside together, both ignoring the questioning looks from everyone.

An hour later when everyone’s bellies were full and satisfied Billy starts to stand, his eyes going straight to look at Y/n he releases a stuttering breath when she nods and smiles.

“G-Georgia can you come here a second please?”

“Okay, you alright?”

“I love you, I really love you and I was wondering i-if you would-“ Billy lets go of her hand kneeling as he pulls out a box out of his pocket “-Georgia Maria Grace Winnie Barnes will you marry me, please?” Billy asked as their family watched from the background, Wanda and Y/n clinging onto each other waiting for Georgia’s reply.

“Billy…this is awkward” hearing Georgia’s voice everyone’s hearts dropped to their stomachs, Y/n wanted to go over to hold Billy in her arms as soon as she saw his eyes glisten with tears.

“O-oh I-I’m sor-“

“No no no, it’s awkward because well-“ everyone gasped when they see Georgia getting down on one knee too, pulling a box out of her pocket “-I was going to ask you the same thing”

“Ah, well ask me then”

“Billy Maximoff will you marry me, please?”

“Yes. What about you?”

“Of course I’ll marry you”

The whole backyard erupts in cheers as the young couple exchanges rings and kiss.

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[jungle-angel]

Send Off (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: You, Bob and the rest of the squad get ready to send your kids off to school and let the shenanigans ensue

"Okay Daddy I'm ready now!" Auggie chirped as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Bob sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Auggie, though he had tried, couldn't quite match his own clothes yet. "C'mere bud," Bob told him.

He went into Auggie's room and dug around in the dresser for a hot minute, pulling out a little white t-shirt and a blue checked flannel to go with Auggie's jeans. "Put this on," Bob told his little mini-me.

"But we're gonna miss the bus!" Auggie chirped again.

"Buddy we've still got plenty of time," Bob assured him.

"What's he buggin about missing the bus?" you asked, poking your head in the door.

"Just a little," Bob answered. "And might I ask why you're up Mrs. Floyd?"

"Bob, I've been taking it easy for three weeks now," you told him, the dishtowel in your hand coming to rest on your ever growing bump. "The only thing that your sister's allowing me to do is eat, sleep, read, watch t.v or use the can."

"Hey, Reagan's been doing this for the last nine years," Bob reminded you with a grin. "Trust me, you don't wanna brush off her advice."

You laughed a little, neither of you having noticed that Auggie had disappeared and come back a minute later. "Daddy I can't brush my teeth."

"Why not buddy?"

"Patrick's parked on the shitter!"

You and Bob both burst out laughing at Auggie's response, but at least three-year-old Patrick had finally gotten the hang of using the bathroom on his own.

You got Auggie's toothbrush and the charcoal and mint toothpaste out of the bathroom and had him scrub his teeth in the kitchen sink before Patrick was done, having just washed his hands. As soon as Auggie's backpack had been packed up, he followed Bob out of the house to wait for the bus.

It wasn't long before the rest of the squad had begun making their way down. Maverick was the first to drop by with Danny and Thomas while Rooster was close behind him with Nicky and Pete.

"You guys get outta the house ok?" Bob asked.

"Never better," Maverick yawned. "These two little demons though, woke Penny and I up at six-thirty while Amelia was doing her makeup in the bathroom."

Bob snickered a little, more so when he noticed Rooster in his black basketball shorts and a mismatched shirt. "You didn't sleep did you?" Bob chuckled.

"I couldn't even a coffee before we left," Rooster groaned. "These two are like bottomless pits......they just wolfed down their cornflakes and called it a day."

Coyote came striding up just a minute later with Paloma and Carla giggling like crazy but the exasperated look on his face saying it all.

"Hair......" he interjected before anyone could say anything. "That's all you've gotta know."

Bob looked over at his giggling nieces whose thick hair had been put into tight cornrows with white and turquoise beads at the end. "How'd you do it?" Bob asked him.

"I don't have a clue," Coyote said, throwing his hands up. "Those two cannot sit for two seconds to save their lives and my mom and my wife are the only ones who can do their hair. But somehow, Daddy did it!!!"

Payback crossed the street with Geneva and Neveah some time later while Mickey trailed along with Isabella in her new dress with a bright sunflower pattern. Hangman came around the back of his house with the twins while Phoenix was the last to arrive with Gabe in tow.

"Holy shit," Hangman groaned, rubbing his hands over his face. "Is it the first day of school already?"

"Unfortunately," Rooster answered.

"God help us all," Natasha said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Couldn't get the coffee in on time?" Jake asked her.

"This little knucklehead woke up and tried to bring the dog to school with him," Natasha answered. "First time I ever saw Cole jump outta bed in his shorts."

Everyone had a good laugh on the morning shenanigans while everyone had begun taking pictures of the older kids all lined up with their backpacks as they waited for the bus. It felt like forever but finally, the little yellow bus that had the name of their school stenciled on the side, pulled up and let the kids on. All of them waved goodbye to their parents, ready for the first day of school as the bus pulled away down the street.

"Are you crying?" Bob asked Jake.

"No," Jake insisted. "I've got allergies, that's all."

Bob rolled his eyes as everyone dispersed and went back to the house. His father's truck pulled into the driveway to bring Patrick down to the nursery school, where Auggie had gone, leaving you and Bob with the whole day ahead to get the nursery decorated for your daughter.

"What?" you asked when you heard Bob chuckle a little.

"Hangman was crying at the bus stop when Missy and Molly got on the bus," he answered.

"Did he really?"

"Oh yeah," Bob laughed. "Tole me it was allergies."

You both had a good laugh on the matter as you began putting the nursery together and attempting to paint it the way Patrick's nursery school had done. You looked over at your phone, noting the time, but hoping all the same that Auggie and your nieces and nephews were having the time of their lives on their first day of kindergarten.

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[callofdudes]

Please bestie, I need platonic Alex Keller headcanons I beg of you 😭😭😭

I'm here to deliver for you in trying times bestie. Stuck at home from work in a blizzard so here I am for you. Hope it suffices and you enjoy. 🫡 @itsscromp

Alex Keller Headcanons:

I imagined Alex was one of those clowns in school. I think when he was younger he was respectful but also a hog for attention. He always got really happy when the teacher picked him in class and would pout if some other kid got "his answer".

I'm not terribly sure about family headcanons. I feel he fits as either an only child or as a younger brother to an older boy. (Possibly a twin) If he had any siblings I could see him as the middle child, an older brother, him and a little sister.

Alex's parents raised him as a gentleman. You think his manners came from the military?? Even when he was in highschool he called women he respected ma'am on the regular.

Alex watched a lot of spy movies when he was younger. Jason Bourne, Jack Ryan, R.E.D. A bunch of those kinds of movies. But Alex didn't originally want to be CIA.

He also really liked superheroes. (Lovingly borrowing a headcanon from Scromp) He really liked Mega Man and other super heroes like that. Probably watched Ben Ten or something. (Sang the power Rangers theme song)

I think unlike the others Alex's run to the military was as an accidental second hand decision.

He had incredible grades in school but when his brother was called for Mandatory service. Alex was still too young when his brother went to serve a couple years. Instead of going to college and getting a different job he went to serve mandatory years as well.

Alex gives me Texas man vibes, but he doesn't have the accent. So I don't think he grew up there, possibly from California or Georgia. Somewhere warm.

Alex wanted to serve alongside his brother but he was deployed while Alex was in his first stages of basic training.

Alex is a very sociable guy so he doesn't have trouble making friends. However, upon a certain incident he did lose a lot of his confidence. Around people he knows he's a butterfly in flight, but doesn't like attention on the leg.

Alex was super attached to his older brother but when he got past that part he did enjoy his time in the military.

Obviously the first person he wants to introduce you to Is his brother and his parents. He'll introduce you with so much pride.

In my mind I see Alex's parents as your typical Georgia or Texas conservative dressers. But they aren't those types of conservatives. They were worried for him when he was younger, but if their son showed up with a man on his arm they wouldn't bat an eye.

And obviously they love you. Alex's dad is the guy who says that even as a guest, in the house you take on some household priorities. Nothing big, but probably expects some help with yardwork and that you'll help his wife with dishes.

Alex will cook with his mother. And oh you see where he gets it. He's the guy whose mama's boy love takes presidents over other duties. He just wants to be with his mom.

You'll be allowed to join in with a casual soccer game of kicking the ball around with his brother. They're an incredible family and accept you as one of their own the moment they see you.

He loves to decorate it though, and has stickers from several incidents, or young military hostages that he could distract. So in a way it was a blessing.

However, he didn't talk to women as much anymore. Platonic relationships are a breath of fresh air.

His parents used to have to wrangle him in when he got his first girlfriend. Constantly sneaking out to meet up with her. And while a respectful kid, after a certain sneaking out the girl's father was not happy to get the story the next day.

After Alex got his leg, dating seemed to be swept off the table. He had all the qualities, tall, very handsome, strong. But the leg usually got people staring, and all the charisma went out the window.

He barely got hookups anymore. (Yes, he was that guy for a while, and he isn't proud of it.)

Alex has participated in the Invictus Games before and it was a whole lot of fun.

Alex's show for women comes in the form of how respectful he is of Farah's boundaries. While he is happy to assert where he stands. If Farah had told him not to go when he did, he still probably wouldn't have listened.

Alex experiences phantom limb and phantom pain. Most times he has to weather the pain, but whenever he experienced phantom pain in the beginning he'd pass out from it.

He is very active and loves to play soccer. (Is very prepared to get yelled at for calling it soccer instead of football)

In all honestly Alex does want to get close to the other 141 members. He's close with Gaz, Price and Y/n. Soap trusts pretty easily and likes Alex because Farah likes him. Ghostie is a challenge though. He's up for it.

Protein shake man all the way. The day isn't started without a protein shake or a hearty meal. He loves his meat but is also all for leaning into the greener side of his diet to help him feel refreshed.

An incredible cook. If you go back to his house for leave you will be well taken care of, I promise you.

All of his relationships are tended to as he sees fit. He's definitely more of an acts of service guy. If you need something done, he will show you his love and appreciation by getting it done. Garbage is full?? On it. Feet sore? He'll take care of that for you.

Alex is a family man, but he also understands the sentiment that the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. And he holds his friendships with his brothers in high stakes.

Has a very smooth and charismatic air about him the majority of the time. He's well spoken and confident even if he doesn't have control of certain situations.

Just. Don't. Mention. The. Leg. 😁🔪

While he isn't really strong at other acts, physical affection like pats on the back or brief hugs do as well.

Tries to make Scream movie references to Ghost, like the ever popular "Sydney call" or other classic scenes. Is gleefully delighted when Ghost understands most of the references.

If you live somewhere known for its giant spiders *cough cough* he will not go. You are not getting him on that plane. Nada, zilch wiggle room on that one partner.

Probably uses comic book lines he likes a lot. Recites them like those cheesy scenes in movies where the leader of a group gives a heroic speech about kicking ass and staying loyal.

Gets called Price's son and honestly? A compliment.

Going back to acts of service, Alex also feels his love language as acts of service. Whenever he needs to let his leg breathe and get off his feet he takes off the leg and relaxes. And icing on the cake? If you feel comfortable, come over and massage his leg. Oh he'll keep you forever.

Will often do the robot dance to try and make you laugh, loves to dance with you in any setting.

You're never too old to go trick or treating. Alex comes off as the fun uncle that I could see dressing up as a Frankenstein and takes his nephews/nieces along with him for some fun around the block.

Clubber for life 🤟🏻😜 Seriously though, getting him tipsy enough and he'll challenge anyone insight to a drinking off. Will almost always lose. Especially against Johnny or Ghost.

If a girl won't call him a smoking handsome man, platonically please inflate his ego. It's like an air mattress and eventually it deflates to the point that you can feel the floor. Please fill his air mattress with compliments.

His tattoos include homages to his family. And his old squads and friends. Got a special tattoo for you over his left wrist with your initials and something that reminds him of you. (A flower, a hat, etc)

You know those bikes that you can lay down on and pedal almost vertical with the handlebars on the sides?? Photo. Yeah, he owns one of those. Will let you ride it. Yes it is fun.

Tried to grow his beard like Price's once so they could really be twins. Price for offended and now they have a rule that their beards/moustaches are not allowed to overlap like that.

Overall, very interesting man. A fun man, a funny man, loves some attention on him but not his leg. Please not make fun of him, yes he wants a girlfriend, yes he's sad and single but slaying every day of the week. Yes you are his best friend for life and if you try to abandon him he'll eat your legs off 😌.

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[messedupfan]

Chapter 8

Summary: Set a few weeks after chapter 7. Without the work of renovating the house, Wanda and Y/n don't have much of a reason to see each other as much. So, Wanda creates a reason.

A/N: Don't get mad at me for the ending. Enjoyyyyy!!!!

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“Come on, just close your eyes and trust me,” Wanda says, you look at her with uncertain eyes because you have played this game before and never has it been a good idea. Granted, you played it with friends in high school and friends from work, Jean and Kate definitely are not to be trusted. But seeing as there can’t possibly be something bad that she could feed you, you shut your eyes and hold your mouth open. But as you feel her get closer you shut your mouth out of instinct. “Stop! Open up!” she says as she shoves your shoulder. You open your mouth and try your best to keep it open until you are told to close and taste. You try to open your eyes again but Wanda doesn’t let you. “How many times do I have to tell you that you need to experience the flavor with your eyes closed?” 

“I’m sorry, I forgot we were in a rat movie,” you say with a full mouth. 

“It’s a real thing, come on. Experience the food with your eyes closed,” she tells you and you start to chew and focus on texture and flavor. There is a bit more heightened experience but not much difference. “You’re chewing too fast! You need to slow down. Really let every bite release the flavors.” You shake your head and try really hard not to laugh as you slow your jaw down. You had no idea that Wanda was so serious about food. 

This was the first time that you've been able to see her since completing the wall. You and Wanda texted back and forth often and tried to make plans to see each other but they kept falling through. Until Billy and Tommy asked when they'd get to see their friend again. And since Wanda wanted to meet your ex-wife after hearing so many stories about her, she manipulated the plans so that you'd invite her. Jean was more than happy to be invited and she even asked to bring her wife along. Which inspired Wanda to have an impromptu party. She invited her friends Carol and Agatha, as well as her twin and his family, and allowed you to bring any guest that you would like. She wasn't specific, but she was kind of hoping she'd get a formal introduction to the unofficial girlfriend. But you only brought yourself and beverages for adults and for the children. 

The week that Rachel went back to Jean's house, was the week you and Daisy had a date every night. You were starting to warm up to the idea of seeing her as a romantic partner. Being around her finally got you to stop thinking so much about the situation and start living in the moment with her. That being said, you still weren't ready to introduce her to anyone as your girlfriend. Especially not Jean, who still wasn't sure about the whole thing. Part of her is just hoping it's a short phase for you before you find the person that you're meant to be with. 

“Baba!” Rachel runs into the kitchen and hides behind your legs. “Tommy is it! You have to protect me!” She screams and you open your eyes and swallow the rest of the food in your mouth. 

“Wanda, thank you so much for inviting us,” Jean says as she joins everyone in the kitchen to throw away some of the empty cans and bottles she collected on her way in. “It's been so wonderful meeting you and gosh I don't know how you're doing it raising two boys on your own half the time,” she compliments. “I tell you, if it weren't for Y/n and Anna, I don't know what I'd do.” 

Wanda smiles and thanks her for the praises. “I really have a lot more help from friends and family than it looks. My mom would have been here but she's been helping out so much I thought she deserved a break from kids,” Jean laughs and you smile at the light joke as you hug Rachel who is still begging for sanctuary. Tommy is running around the house and stops when he spots Rachel in the kitchen but as he is about to run through Wanda stops him. “Excuse me mister, what did I say about the kitchen?” 

“But Rachel is-” his reasoning is cut off by Wanda's disciplinary glare. “No playing in the kitchen,” he pouts. 

“Since you tried to break that rule, you have to give Rachel a ten second head start,” Wanda says. Tommy sucks his teeth and tries to make an argument but he follows the penalty that his mom has set. 

“Okay Rach, this is the only time you can do this,” you say as you hold her to you. “Ms. Wanda and I are cooking here. You can't keep hiding in here alright?” 

“Okay, but you always say that no matter what you'll always protect me,” she reminds you. 

Jean makes a face, “That's true, you always say that.” 

“Yeah well, so do you,” you remind Jean. “If you need to be protected while I'm still cooking, mommy will do it. Okay, kiddo?” Rachel nods and squeezes you in a tight hug before she runs off. The three adults laugh once Tommy has run off to look for the other kids to tag. “Thank you for that,” you tell Wanda. She waves it off as she turns back to the stove. 

“We've got patties, dogs, and sausages!” Pietro says as he walks into the house with a tray of cooked meats. He sets them down on an empty space on the counter and you move over to start getting plates ready for the kids. “Hey, so who's that girl that's here with Carol?” Pietro asks as he pops a soda bottle open. 

“That's Val,” Wanda says as she taste tests the sauce she's preparing. She has you try some as well as she continues talking to her brother. “Why? Is she hitting on your wife?” Wanda teases. 

“No, she's hitting on Jean’s,” he says as he points to the open back door and windows of the two women laughing. Jean looks over a little tense at first but quickly relaxes with a roll of her eyes. 

“You're an ass,” she says as she takes the hotdog bun from your hand and tosses it at him at the worst possible moment. Luna witnesses the interaction and runs into the kitchen with wide gleeful eyes.

“Are we having a food fight?” She asks excitedly as she picks up the bun from the floor and gears up to toss it. 

“Not so fast,” Pietro says as he takes the bun from his daughter. He picks her up in his arms and takes her out of the kitchen. 

“And you claim that I'm the bad influence,” you say to Jean. 

“You do not want to go there,” Jean retorts playfully. 

“Oh?” Wanda shows her interest and you start to panic, taking back what you said and trying to get Jean to keep her from spilling secrets of your past. “No, no, I think I want to hear about this.” 

“Trust me, I'll fill you in on all of the details later. Right now it looks like my daughter is trying to kill one of your boys. I'll be right back,” she says as she walks to the backyard. 

“I did not think this day through,” Wanda says with an amused grin.

You shrug, “I think it's going pretty well all things considered. This was a really fun idea. Thank you for including me and my family.” 

Wanda knows that she shouldn't pry but the curiosity is starting to get the best of her. “I'm actually surprised that you didn't invite more people,” she brings up casually. You shrug and mention that your other friends had prior engagements that they couldn't cancel and she nods in understanding. “Does that include Daisy?” 

You try to read Wanda’s thoughts through her expression but she appears genuinely curious. “Technically, no, but um… There's a three month minimum rule with Rachel. So, I can't really have her around something like this for a few more months. If we make it that far, that is,” you explain carefully. Wanda doesn't pry further as the food is ready to serve and she leaves to inform everyone to grab a plate. From there, a line forms of children and adults grabbing plates of food they want and adding side dishes onto the plates. With the lack of space for everyone at either table, the kids call dibs on the table outside and the adults stay inside. You and Wanda end up sitting next to each other once everyone else has taken their places. 

Jean and Anns sit across from you and beside them are Pietro and his wife, a couple they are familiar with because of having invited them to company events in the past. At the end of the table is Agatha, who came without a date but brought her son Nicholas. Next to Wanda is Carol and her date Valkyrie, when you asked about the girl she went home with some time ago she explained that she is more of a cool aunt than she is a step-mom and left it at that. 

There isn't a moment of silence during the meal. “You're not one to talk, you once streaked naked at a party in high school on a dare!” Jean says after you acted disturbed by Pietro's skinny dipping story. He said he was trying to impress a girl on a date by breaking into a community pool late one night. They ended up getting chased out by pool security and he had to run to his car naked and clutching his clothes to his body. Wanda looks at you, shocked by the information bomb that Jean just dropped. 

“If I remember correctly, that only happened because Scott Summers thought it would be funny to steal ehem, my clothes and I was chasing after him to get them back,” you remind her and she isn't laughing as hard anymore. She closes her mouth tightly as she remembers the complete story. The two of you had snuck into a bedroom at a party to be horny teenagers and got caught by her ex-boyfriend. He never liked you and always thought you were trying to get between him and Jean. He wasn't wrong, but it didn't give him the right to make you run completely naked in front of most of the senior and junior class. 

“That's right,” she mutters into the lip of her beer bottle. Anna scrunches her face and shakes her head to not think about her wife with someone else. “Okay, wait, what about that time you-” 

“How about we don't keep talking about the past,” you try to cut her off but Wanda doesn’t let it go that easy. 

“No, no, I want to hear this,” she says as she pats your stomach as the two of you have somehow made your way closer to each other. Your hand is tapping lightly on the back of her chair. You sigh and use your free hand to cover your face. “I like hearing about this reckless side of you.” She leans on your shoulder and makes eye contact with you, her pleading green eyes cause you to sigh and give Jean the go ahead to tell one of the most embarrassing stories of your life. 

“So Val, how did you and Carol meet?” Anna asks conversationally, moving the conversation to get to know others better. She's heard all of the stories that you share with Jean. She had to accept a long time ago that there was a bond there that was never going to be broken. She liked that Jean has a good past relationship history since the person she dated before had an ex that stalked Anna and threatened her to stay away. That person wasn't worth the stress. But sometimes she wishes the two of you didn't have so much history.

“Um, well, we've been in the Air Force together for a long time and speaking for myself, I've always had a bit of a crush.” Carol smiles and confirms that she always felt the same way. “I recently left because I’ve decided to go into politics so I asked her out. I mean, I would have before but I never wanted to risk complicating things with work and when people's lives are on the line it's always best to not be distracted.” 

“Oh wow, I had no idea,” Wanda says, just as touched by the story as everyone else. Carol isn't one to talk about those kinds of details. But something tells her that this relationship is going to be the one that sticks for her friend. 

Carol smiles at Wanda, “Well now you do. Can we move on, I don't like the moon eyes you guys keep giving us.” Everyone laughs at the mention of her discomfort. 

“What about the two of you? How long have you guys been together?” Val asks and Pietro and Crystalia assume the question is for them and Pietro leaves it to his wife to answer because he isn't quite sure himself. There were a few times that they were on and off until he was done messing around and asked her to marry him. But he has no clue what that number could be. “Oh, wow that's a long time,” Val reacts to the number that Crystalia provided with wide eyes. “Congratulations you two, but I'm sorry I don't mean to make this awkward. I was actually asking about Wanda and Y/n.” 

The table goes quiet as people look at each other with smiles and Val is confused by the lack of response. “Honey, they're just friends,” Agatha answers. 

“Why'd you say that like it's not true?” Wanda rolls her eyes at her friend and Agatha shakes her head. “We are just friends. We actually met at the beginning of the summer,” Wanda explains to Val as she looks at you for a moment, considering whether or not she wants to tell everyone how that exactly happened. She's not sure if you've ever mentioned it yourself. 

“Yeah, it's actually my fault,” Pietro starts. “I needed an extra set of hands for a renovation here that got shut down, thankfully before it was too late, and Y/n is one of my best workers and friends. So,” he shrugs and gestures towards you and Wanda as if that tells the rest of the story. He has no idea how little he knows about  the story you share with Wanda. You open your mouth to correct him but a scream from the kids table draws the attention of the adults and everyone is rushing to find out what is going on. 

Later that night, after everyone has left, you stay to help Wanda clean up. Jean and Anna were the first to go because Rachel was trying to show off to the other kids how fast she could spin without getting sick and it turned out that she could spin pretty fast. Unfortunately, she got very sick. Jean didn’t leave before telling you and Wanda just how much she loves Wanda. Val whispered something in Carol’s ear shortly after and the two quickly said their goodbyes. Nicholas and Tommy got into it really bad because Tommy claimed Nicholas was cheating since he kept winning the game they were playing. Tommy doesn't take losses well and so Agatha thought it best to take her son home. Wanda apologized profusely and Agatha accepted and promised to see her soon. Wanda scolded Tommy for his behavior and told him that she didn't raise him that way, to which he promptly reminded her that his dad is raising him that way. She wanted to ground him or punish him but, against her better judgment, she didn't. Pietro was going to stay to help with the clean up and maybe hangout a bit longer but Wanda had told Crystalia earlier in the day that she was happy to take care of Luna for the night and her sister-in-law was grateful for the opportunity to have a night alone with her husband. Their attempts to try for another child has been delayed because of the child they currently have with her nightmares and need for sleeping in her parents bed. So, once the opportunity presented itself,  Pietro and his wife were out of the house. 

Now, Luna and Billy are playing with legos in the living room and Tommy is playing a video game by himself in his room to avoid any more arguments for the day. Wanda doesn’t know what to do in terms of how to parent her son when it comes to things that she and Vision have vastly different opinions on. He wants strong tough boys that never lose. If she’s honest with herself, she can see that Vision wants to raise the next generation of toxic masculinity. Something she swore to herself when she found out she was having boys that she would never allow. But there is only so much she can do not only as a mother but as a co-parent. She doesn’t know how to influence these boys when they have less respect for her than they do for their father. At least Tommy lacks respect for her. She doesn’t mean to lump Billy in with his brother but she often forgets that they are complete opposites from each other since he is often forced to take part in the same activities as Tommy. 

“Penny for your thoughts,” you ask as you notice Wanda has been scrubbing the same spot on a dish for longer than necessary. 

Wanda blinks a couple of times before rinsing the dish and handing it to you to dry. “I’m just worried about Tommy. It seems like lately he’s been getting into more trouble. He's been picking fights with his friends and especially his brother. I just, I don't know how to teach him to be kind when his father is doing the exact opposite. I feel like I'm failing him.” She says as she starts scrubbing another dish. 

You listen to her as you wipe down the wet plate. You wish that you knew how to help but it's clear that your situation is completely different. You and Jean have always been on the same page when it came to raising Rachel. That's not something that you've ever had to deal with. Plus Rachel is a girl, there are different rules and different fears when it comes to raising a girl as opposed to a boy. 

“And it's not like I wish I was still married to Vision, it's that I wish co-parenting wasn't so difficult with him. We used to communicate and make decisions together but after,” she pauses and looks down into the sink. Does she want to get into the details of the end of her marriage with you? Will you judge her the way her ex-husband does? Will this make you think less of her? 

“Wanda,” you call her attention and shut the faucet off. “You don't have to keep talking if you don't want to,” you remind her. She nods with her eyes closed. 

“I know, I know,” she faces you but when she opens her eye, she looks past you. “It’s not that I don't want to. It's that I'm scared to.* 

You try to get her to make eye contact but it doesn't work out, the second your eyes meet she casts her to the floor. “Why are you scared?” You ask softly. 

Tears sting and threaten to fall out of Wanda's eyes and she's doing everything to hold them back. This isn't how she wanted to end the night. You decide that whatever is haunting her doesn't need to be brought to light right now and that you are going to help get her mind off of it. You pull your phone out of your pocket and play the first song to appear. 

“Dance with me?” You ask as you hold your hand out to her. Wanda looks at you with red puffy eyes and you offer her a kind smile. As the song continues to play, Wanda falls against your chest with her arms around your torso. You wrap your arms around her and sway her around the kitchen. The song changes and it's another slow one that keeps the two of you together. The next song however requires a little bit more energy and you take that as an opportunity to get Wanda to smile. 

You step out of her arms and start to dance a little goofy. You get a small smile to break on her face so you grab her hands and start to move them so that she can match your energy. It starts to work by the start of another upbeat song and you even get her to laugh so loud that Billy and Luna come running in because they wanted to be part of the fun. You let go of Wanda so that you can teach Luna how to dance and Wanda happily starts to dance with her son. With Luna on your feet and Wanda leading Billy, the four of you are having a lot of fun being silly. Wanda mouths a thank you and you wink in response. “I wanna dance with Auntie Wanda now!” Luna cheers as she steps off of your feet and you take the opportunity to teach Billy a few moves that you always thought were cool. He fellows along pretty well and you’re impressed. 

“You gotta get this kid in some dance classes, Wanda. Look at him move!” You clap as you cheer him on which encourages him to feel free enough to make his own moves. Wanda is shocked to see her shy and timid son so happy and confident. She never thought of her boy enjoying a more performative activity but now she might consider looking into a class for him if this is something he'd want to spend time on. 

You're still lingering around the house after the place is clean and Wanda is putting the kids to bed. You walk around the living room with the Sokovian cocktail in your hand as you look at the pictures once again. Trying to read if the expressions are truly happy. A game that you and Jean came up with as kids. It became less fun in the years of your marriage when there were fake happy photos hanging around the house. The two of you have since had those images cropped down to just Rachel because the memory of that misery doesn't need to live on. Looking at Wanda’s family portraits, you can see the decline in happiness. It was clear that they were extremely happy and in love in the first few years of their marriage. Then in the middle you can see a bit of exhaustion in the adults eyes but still some happiness from Wanda. At a certain point, Vision looks like a shell and Wanda appears to be barely hanging in there. But, you can only assume from an image. 

“I think I need to get those photoshopped,” Wanda says as she notices you staring at the pictures. “But then again, it doesn't change the past. A part of me doesn't want to remove it from my life. Is that weird?” She takes the glass from your hand and takes a sip. 

You shake your head, “No, it’s not weird. It’s not just memories of only your life. It’s Tommy’s and it’s Billy’s and you want them to have some normalcy. I think if at any point it bothers them to see all of it then put it all in storage and start over with them. But I guess until then, leave it.” Wanda thanks you for the suggestion and hands you the glass back. 

“Are you avoiding something?” Wanda asks as the two of you make your way to the sofa. You shake your head with a confused expression to her question. “Well, it’s just, you’re still here. I’ve seen you ignore several calls and sigh at messages. Come on, we’re friends. Something is clearly up.” You hadn’t realized that she was paying that much attention to you. It’s a little flattering if you’re honest with yourself. 

You look at the glass in your hand and then look at her. “Daisy wants to…” you drag out, a little uncomfortable with saying the words but you have to remind yourself that you are an adult and clearly you’ve done the act plenty of times before. “She wants to,” you clear your throat and Wanda’s eyes light up with amusement at your struggle to complete the sentence. “She wants to consummate the relationship,” you finally let out awkwardly. Wanda has to hide her smile behind her hand and apologizes when she lets a light laugh out. “Come on, it’s weird for me to talk about. I’ve never had to talk about this stuff before.”

“Really? Never?” She asks, surprised. 

“I married my childhood best friend. I didn’t have to talk to her about sex because she was the person I was doing it with,” you remind her. 

“Yeah but, you have other friends. I mean like Steve and, as much as I don’t want to think about it, my brother. You’ve never had to talk about this stuff with the other people you’ve dated?” She stands up and walks over to the bar cart to pour herself a drink because she knew that she was going to need one. 

“I hate that I’m going to admit this but, I’ve only ever slept with one person,” you state and chug the rest of the cocktail. “I need to be drunk for this conversation,” you admit as you join her at the bar cart. Wanda can’t help the loud laughter that escapes her this time and all you can do is shake your head and pour yourself another drink. 

“Okay, I’m sorry. It’s really not that funny,” she says as she covers her mouth again with her hand. A habit of her’s that you’ve picked up on. “Come on, sit with me,” she takes you back to the couch with a full wine glass in her hand. “What is stopping you from having sex with this girl? I thought you liked her.” Wanda asks with her free hand on your wrist, as if keeping you from running away. 

“I don’t know, I just… I mean, I haven’t felt that spark you know? Like we’ve made out a couple of times but I'm not really into it and it has nothing to do with her. She’s pretty, funny, smart, and kind. It's all me. I haven't wanted to have sex in years. I don’t know if something is wrong with me or if I haven’t found the right person or what.” 

Wanda nods as she listens to you intently, “I have a question and it might make you uncomfortable. I’m sorry about that.” She gives you a second to prepare yourself and you nod at her when you’re ready to hear it. “Is Jean the only person you’ve ever wanted to have sex with?”

You begin to laugh awkwardly as you take a drink as you process how to answer that. “Uh, well the short answer is no. Long answer is a little more complicated than that.” 

“Okay, care to elaborate?” her eyes are a little squinted as she waits for your answer.

“I uh,” you let out a laugh, “Well I’ve been attracted to people, which is why I’ve gone on dates in the past. Clearly. But uh, when the fantasy becomes a reality. I fail to ehem,” you clear your throat before admitting something that no one ever has the guts to admit. “I fail to perform,” you mutter out quickly, hoping she didn’t catch it at all and also hoping that she did so that you don’t have to say it again. 

Wanda drinks from her wine, getting a little impatient with your behavior. “Y/n, come on. We’re both adults and we’re both parents who are well aware that our children weren’t dropped off by a stork.” 

You bulge your eyes out at her comment. “What?” you gasp as if it’s a total surprise. It makes her laugh and you join. “Okay, I’m sorry. I know it shouldn’t be this awkward. But it’s you, and I’m talking about some other woman.” You admit with the slightest slur in your speech. 

“If it makes you feel any better,” Wanda swirls her wine glass to bring more oxygen to the beverage. “I’ve kind of been seeing a woman myself,” she admits once the glass is close to her lips. This information does anything but make you feel better. In fact, you feel a little hurt by the news. But it shouldn’t hurt you, as you pointed out you’re talking to her about another woman. 

“Oh that’s nice,” you try to say enthusiastically but it falls flat. “How’s that going for you?” 

Wanda shrugs, “It’s been alright. I don’t think it’s going to go anywhere serious.” Wanda’s cheeks begin to flush and you aren’t sure if it’s the alcohol or her emotional response. “We haven’t been on a real date,” she gives you a look to see if you’ll pick up on what she means by that but it takes you sometime to get there. 

“Oh,” you say once you’ve caught on. “Good for you,” you give her a tiny applause with the glass still in one hand making you tap your fingers together more than anything else. Wanda closes her eyes and covers them with her hand and shakes her head. 

“Stop, I know that it’s bad,” she says with a smile. “Mom’s don’t have sex,” she scrunches her nose and it makes you laugh. 

“Wow, so are you telling me that my little sister is a stork baby?” You say jokingly and she replies back with a loud yes as she moves around on the couch. “Come on, you’re human. As long as it doesn’t happen when the boys can catch you, I think you’re in the clear.”

Wanda nods and takes another sip of your wine. “You’re right. But I think I meant to say that Mom’s don’t have casual sex.” 

You tip your head to her on that one, “I guess. But I think it just goes back to not having a revolving door of um… people when your kids are around so they don’t get confused.” Wanda accepts that and thanks you for not judging her and not allowing her to judge herself. “Anytime, my friend,” you raise your glass to clink against hers and she accepts the cheers. 

A couple more drinks and the conversation moves on from there. From talking about the kids to learning more about each other. Then it hits the point of the conversation when Wanda feels ready to talk to you about the end of her marriage. She talks about her miscarriage that came at the worst time possible in her life. She doesn’t hide a single detail and you listen intently, understanding Wanda a bit better. Even understanding Vision and why he feels he should have more parental control. It's not right, even though she was consumed by her grief it doesn't make her less of a mother. She has worked her way back to being capable of taking care of her kids on her own. It might've taken her a few years to get to this point, but she was never completely absent from her children. At least, not by the sounds of it. 

Now you hold her in your arms on the couch, the two of you are quiet as you let the information sink in. You rub soothing circles on her back with your hand. Wanda is snuggling into your chest with her eyes closed. As her breathing slows, you start to wonder if she's asleep. “Wanda,” you whisper to check if she's awake. She doesn't respond so you carefully scoop her up in your arms and carry her up the stairs in a bridal style. As you lay her on her bed you realize she isn't asleep after all. 

While you're about to step back, Wanda grabs the collar of your shirt and pulls you down making your lips meet hers. You're too stunned to move at first, not sure if you're dreaming this or if your mind is playing tricks on you. Then she pulls away and whispers, “Thank you for being so kind to me.” This time when she kisses you, curiosity takes the best of you and you make the mistake of responding to the kiss. 

Feelings you haven't felt in a long time or even before have you holding Wanda closer to you. There isn't a kiss in the world that can compete with hers. You get lost in her lips until she tries to deepen the kiss. “Wanda,” you say as you try to pull away. 

She ignores you and starts to play with the buttons on your shirt and you put your hand on her wrist to stop her. “Please just one night. It won't hurt us. Stay with me tonight.” She starts to beg and you shake your head and step away from the bed. 

“Wanda, you're not thinking clearly,” you state as you put the buttons back through the holes. She sits up and tries to grab one of your hands to pull you back to her. “I'm um, I'm drunk. You're drunk. We can't do this.” You state nervously. It was taking everything in you to turn this opportunity down because her kisses are electric. Her lips have awakened something in you that you were pretty sure was dead. You could only imagine what going all of the way would do for you. But now is not the time. “Especially not with the kids here,” you say to give yourself another reason not to go through with this more than her. “And forget about our friendship, our kids are friends. We don't want to make things complicated for them right?” 

Wanda runs her fingers through her hair and moves one side to the other as she bites her bottom lip. She nods at your words. “You're right, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have tried to… and I mean you have that twenty-something. You're a twenty-something.” 

You sigh and tilt your head to the side as you blink more than usual, “Come on, Wanda don't make this about age. It's about… well, you're not looking for a relationship. Which is okay, you deserve this time to discover yourself as a person. I had my time.” You gulp as you try to stop the words from coming out of your mouth but with the way she is looking at you and the alcohol clouding your judgment it just comes out. “I can't do this tonight because I like you. A lot actually. And I just,” you sigh and shake your head and rub your nose with the side of your finger. “It wouldn't just be one time for me.” 

Wanda nods and falls back on the bed. “I'm sorry,” she says as she gets comfortable on her bed. “You're right,” she continues to face away from you. “I'll um see you in the morning. Uh,” she clears her throat to hide the hurt in her voice. But you've heard it enough times to know that she's about to cry. You close your eyes out of guilt but you can't take back what you said. “Goodnight,” she says as she tries to hide her tears from the rejection. She wasn't lying and she knows that she will be grateful in the morning because you stopped this but right now it just sucks. 

“Goodnight, Wanda,” you say as you walk out of the room. You shut off the lights and close her door before stumbling over to the guest room.

Chapter 9

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[marymary-diva17]

Marriage and family (modern au)

Jake x reader x neytiri

sully family x mom reader

content : Jake x reader x neytiri, neytiri x reader, Jake x reader, sully family x mom reader, and sully kids x mom reader, modern au

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So what happens when you fall in love with your two best friends since you all were young, and soon marrying them when you all become older. Soon enough you had started your married life with your husband and wife on your guys home planet. life was never the same once you exchange vows with the ones you love, and made a promise to always stay together.

Y/n " ummm" it was morning at the sully family household and on pandora, you were up and trying to get out of bed. That was not easy with a clingy husband and wife.

y/n " score" you had been able to get out of the grips of neytiri and Jake, and soon get ready for the day and make your way downstairs to make sure everything is ready for the day.

y/n " once again it Monday so that mean a brand new week" you had started on breakfast, cooking meals for the family was task trading between the married trio. so you had made scramble eggs with side of toast and fruit there was no bacon or sausage this time as there was none.

y/n " it almost done and in 3..2..1" Jake alarm soon went off and that when you heard more moving coming from the master bedroom, Jake and neytiri were now up getting ready for their day.

???? " mama" you soon heard someone walking down the stairs and you soon enough saw, it was kiri and it seems like she had question about something.

kiri " hey mama did I leave my green t-shirt in the dyer last night"

y/n : it on the couch folded sweet I drying the towels last night and saw it"

kiri " thank mom ... oh yes you are making breakfast the week I love your cooking"

???? " hey I heard that" you soon heard Jake voice coming from upstairs it seems like he heard kiri.

y/n " leave it be honey"

Jake " coming from the one the kids love more" you and kiri laugh together at Jake comment, she soon dashed upstairs to finish getting ready for school.

y/n " breakfast is ready and no running down the stairs Jake and lo'ak" there was a small incident of running between the father and son that didn't end well. You had place the cooked breakfast on the serving plates.

neytiri " good morning beautiful" neytiri was now downstairs dressed for her work day, she soon walked over to you and kissed you.

y/n " good morning there was hot water ready for tea or coffee"

neytiri " this why I and Jake are lucky to have you as our wife"

???? " morning mama and mom" soon neteyam and shown himself as he stepped off the last step with his school bag.

y/n " hey sweetie"

neytiri " good morning teyam"

Neteyam " oh yes mama breakfast" Neteyam soon made his way towards the kitchen table, soon kiri and loak shown themselves.

kiri " hey mom"

neytiri " hello sweetie"

lo'ak " hey mama and mom"

y/n " hello my son"

neytiri " hello my boy"

lo'ak " oh yes breakfast I'm hunger and you made it mama ... hey dad if you don't hurry I'm going to eat you bacon"

Jake " boy I swear if you were not your mama son I will lost of my mind years ago" Jake soon made his way downstairs looking lo'ak who was smirking towards him.

neytiri " I swear they are twins"

y/n " I know right"

Jake and lo'ak " no we are not"

y/n " hey where tuk tuk" The baby of the family tuk was missing from the breakfast table.

???? " im here and I need help" everyone soon looked back to see tuk, had dressed herself but her head was stuck in her shirt, everyone laugh you and neytiri went to help her.

y/n " honey what happened"

tuk " well I was trying to dress myself like a big kid but failed" you had help tuk with her shirt.

Jake " you did well princess"

neytiri " while you eat breakfast I will do you hair"

tuk " okay mommy" the family had breakfast you had finished eat early and started working on lunches whihc was easy because it was sandwich day.

y/n " okay everyone lunches are packed it sandwiches everyone has their favorite type of Sandwiches,of what was left in the fridge"

Jake " thank you honey" jake had kissed your lips getting some gags from the kids.

neytiri " well I will be working late at the clinic but I will call if my plans clans"

y/n and Jake " understood"

Jake " I will be training new rookies with tsu'tey today so I might be late as well"

y/n and neytiri " okay"

y/n " well I'm going grocery shopping so if anyone need anything else text me or tell me now, I also have some work I'm doing at home so if anything happen call my phone or the home phone"

kiri " oh mama can spider stay over for dinner tonight"

y/n " if his dads say yes and sure he can stay" kiri looked at her phone and soon text on her phone.

kiri" they said yes"

y/n " okay"

Jake " anymore friend coming over"

lo'ak " can we have rotxo, Tsireya, and Aonung over we all working on class project"

kiri " oh yes the teacher said she was going to head out the project assignment this morning"

y/n " your friends can come over there are snacks here and drinks for later, if you need any project supplies they are over in the cabinet"

neteyam " thank you mama"

Jake " well come on sis let get ready to leave I will be dropping you all off today, and we can't be late"

the kids " yes dad bye mama"

jake " nye honey I will see you later tonight" Jake soon kissed you goodbye.

Neytiri " well I'm off as well I will see you later as well" neytiri soon kissed you as everyone too rushed out of the home, with all their things. This was your life and you enjoyed all the drama, chaos, and comedy, love that came from living your everyday life. Due to your family they were never a normal day with the family, as there was always something happening.

if you wist to see more modern au for this family and couple, with my other characters please tell me as I will love to make more of these modern au stories and have more idea as well.

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[mrswolffs-blog]

Didn’t Know: Jimmy Uso x Black!Reader

TW: Mention of miscarriages, please note that I don't hate Trinity❤️

Being the ex-wife and mother to the twins of Jimmy Uso, otherwise known as Jonathan Fatu, has never been easy. Y/n and Jonathan met during their time in High School and dated until they were 22 years old when they found out that they were expecting, they got married in a courtroom per her request which made Jon's family hate her even more since they had already thought she wasn't right for him. They ended up staying married for five more years before Jonathan met Trinity through his mom and aunts, and he officially started dating in secret with his family knowing yet no one told Y/n as they wanted her to be hurt if she was to catch them. A few months went by until Y/n caught them in their matrimonial home committing adultery. That was officially the end of their marriage after it was explained that his family was the one who set them up to date and he fell in love with her.

Today is yet another birthday for the twins and so Y/n had to deal with being around her toxic ex-in-laws. The party had already started and everyone had now gathered around to watch the kids blow out their candles and cut their cakes. Once that was done, both parents stood behind their kids for a group picture that obviously no one wanted copies of and so only Y/n was given one. The party continued on as the kids and their cousins went playing, eating while others were busy petting the animals from the petting zoo. A bit of an argument was going on as Y/n sat at the table with all the other adults, yet she paid it no mind and continued to listen to the music coming from her AirPods.

The mumbling which was actually yelling continued for a few more minutes until it suddenly went quiet after someone seemed to have mentioned something horrific about her; causing Y/n to look up to find all eyes on her, the one pair sticking out the most was her ex-husband's who looked at her with tears in his eyes as he walked slowly towards her. "Get up" Jonathon calmly ordered her, as he pulled her away from the crowd and into the house upstairs into a private room. "Jon what's wrong? You're scaring me" Y/n tried finding out the problem but was met with silence as Jon sat down on the bed and began to cry. "What happened while I was in the road?" he asked finally breaking the silence. "Do you want the truth?" Y/n asked softly in which Jon nodded for her to continue.

"While you were gone, your family never helped me. I was left on my own to study, work, take care of the house and the kids. They never visited me unless it was to get something and when they did show up, they'd abuse me verbally, mentally and physically yet I said nothing as I wanted to keep the peace with your family. I struggled a lot but made it work though many of the times, I was on the verge of giving up. Then came the disappointment of having eight different miscarriages while you were away. Throughout the years of you being on the road while we were married, you'd come home and we'd get down, I managed to get pregnant eight times but ended up losing them all before I got the chance to tell you, with two of them being the result of your mom and aunts ganging me because they didn't want me to go full term. The kids knew, your mom, wife and aunts know because they found me in pain a couple of times, but no one else has ever been aware. I screamed and wailed in pain while in the hospital, begging for them to call you but they'd just hit me in the pelvic area making it worse. I didn't say anything because they threatened me not to" Y/n explained to her now ex-husband who was not only silently crying but was also infuriated as his palms were now fists.

Jonathon said nothing as he got up and made his way towards his bag on the chair in the living room, taking out a file and walking straight into the backyard towards his family. "Jadian, Jayla? Let's go." he called out to his kids before turning to his wife Trinity. "Please note that since I've given you this envelope, we are now completely divorced, due to our marriage being void from me not signing my previous divorce papers; it means that I am still married to Y/n and as for my so-called mom and aunts, don't expect to see me, my kids or y/n at any future family gatherings as what you've done is completely unforgivable and I will not tolerate such evil." he spat at them with venom before hugging his brothers and cousins, taking his kids and heading to the car to settle them in.

Jonathan then made his way back into the house, going up to the room he left his wife in to find her crying to herself. "Hey mamas whatchu crying for?" he asked as he brought her into a hug. "I just feel like I failed everyone. I couldn't keep my family together, I was only able to give birth once during my pregnancies and so I couldn't give you the big family that you desired" Y/n cried into his shirt, frustrated with herself. "Y/n I want you to listen to me, you did not fail anyone, our family was never apart cause even though I was with her my heart was and still is with you. It was my fault for listening to my family and breaking us like that, but I promise you it won't happen again. We'll leave here and go back to Tampa where I bought us a new home and we'll never see them again." he comforted her as they made their way to the car, where they drove off to their new chapter leaving all the negative behind.

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[mrmeowziii]

Digital art I made, it’s my interpretation or Rodney’s family. Seven brothers and a dad are mentioned in the show, as is his mom being dead in bonus stuff. Scott being his cousin is my headcanon though.

Personalities because why not?

Daryl: Has been a single father for 16 years now, wife got into her tractor-molasses accident and passed away a year after having the twins. He’s very stoic on the outside, but actually very emotional. He’s got eight boys. He’s trying his best, lol. Often not available due to how busy he is at his job. Leaves the farm to his sons for the most part.

Richard: Lax, smokes weed, probably was part of a Portland polycule for a while, maybe still is. Not very responsible, he’s the only child to have left the family farm. Sometimes comes to crash at the farmhouse with one of his partners- everyone’s just gotten used to it at this point.

Ryan: The ‘mom’. Took up a bunch of household responsibilities after his mom died, including cooking and helping to raise some of his younger brothers. He’s very patient and responsible, and dislikes his older brother’s lazy attitude. More focused on the family than any kind of relationship, though he’d like to get married and have kids of his own some day.

Rodney: Helps his brother Ryan with managing the farm. Not as much with the house though, more with the actual farm itself. Similar to how he was on Pahkitew, just more mature with relationships. Pansexual, but he still can’t talk to his crushes without getting extremely flustered.

Robert ‘Robbie’: The rebellious one. Drinks and smokes with Richard, which upsets Ryan to no end. Robbie doesn’t care though. Shortest brother and he hates it. All of the tallness went to his number neighbor brothers. Kind of a bully, but nothing too serious. Has had a crush on this girl who works at the library, Connie, for the longest time. Unfortunately he inherited Rodney’s way with words when it comes to crushes, and hasn’t made much progress with her.

Roy: Quiet and Stoic, Roy is Dawn-ish. His speech is very formal, though he’s often just staring into space. Attracts animals by doing nothing. Not interested in romance at all. Aro/Ace. Robbie used to try to pick on him but gave up after Roy never reacted. Refuses to wear jeans.

Rowan: The smart one, he’s just graduated High school and wants to go to a really nice college. Has a bad habit of looking down on his brothers because of their low intelligence or weird mannerisms. Into a lot of nerdy things, he doesn’t have a lot of people to share his interests with that’ll know what he’s talking about. He’s hoping to find a girlfriend in college that shares his interests.

Ryder: The older of the two twins, Ryder gets along well with Ryan and Rodney, who he spends a lot of time with. He’s introverted and quiet, but not like Roy is. Very kind, but can be a little self-sacrificing. Raphie tries to include him when him and his friends do things, but he just doesn’t quite connect. Undecided when it comes to attraction, he’s got other things on his mind too often. Artsy.

Ralph ‘Ralphie’: Sporty and outgoing, he’s the younger twin and youngest child. Kind of a Himbo, he knows he’s not the smartest, but he’s got a big heart. Looks out for Ryder, who he’s constantly worried about. Gay, He and his boyfriend Archie have been dating for two years now. Comes into conflict with Rowan and Robbie often, especially when Robbie tries to pick on Ryder.

#total drama #art #total drama rodney #total drama scott #tdpi #headcanon

[valleyxdoodles]

So…uhh…

HI. I’ve low key been stalking your page and can I rq a fix with Shikaku?? (Oh lord I need help) I saw you write for everyone for naruto minus you know gramps and the snake pedo…so Shikaku should be okay right?

OK IMMA RUN LIKE A SCHOOL GIRL NOW, BYE—

OMG YESSSS my second request!! Yes love I do indeed write for Daddy Cocku I MEAN SHIKAKU! (Also what the hell is you and Shikaku fixing? The fact you ain’t preggers?)

Unfortunately You did not send in what type of sene you wanted to uh…I’m going to write what every girl thinks about when she sees this man. (Or every other person, I don’t discriminate bc that’s SO 1998) SHIKAKU SMUT COMING YOUR WAY, MY DEAR!

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fourty one years old. That’s how old your crush was. You your self were only eighteen, so Legally all he could be your father,but did that stop you from crushing on a two time war hero? Hell no. Your daddy issues were on a whole other PLANE with how bad they were. You definitely should NOT have been crushing on Shikamaru’s father, but oh well.

But who said that the crush was one sided?

Your ass, tits, hips, dressing style, YOU . That was all Shikaku could think about nowadays. His wife was gone now, up in a better place. And his mind travels further into the devil’s territory when that happened. Perhaps he was in the wrong, but you weren’t a minor anymore…just barley old enough to- he couldn’t, he mustn’t think like that, he’s been training you all your life. Ever since you were thirteen. He shouldn’t be thinking tease thoughts now. Surely there was a person of perferable age. Yes, there has to be. Who would want a go at that- Dear Lord, he needed help.

“Ha! As if that would ever be true,” Ino said, sitting next to her father. You giggled and said, “I mean, I could be. You could be having twins, Ino.” Inochi paled and said, “I hope it’s not twin girls at the very least.” Ino and you laughed at his remark and Ino went into a conversation with Shikamaru’s about Temari and how she was doing in her pregnancy. You took the time to slip away to the coolers and grab yet another drink, you weren’t old enough to drink yet and you surely weren’t about to risk being caught underage drinking in front of your boss. “Hello, Fawn,” the deep, gruff voice you were familiar with said, smiling you replied, “Hello, Sensei.” You grabbed a cherry coke and popped the tap open. You took a sip and said, “You want something?” “Yes, a bottle of beer,” you rolled your eyes and said, “Here,” handing him a bottle of the ungodly drink. He took it and said, “Thank you very much.” You nodded and strolled off, feeling the warm summer breeze. “Wonder when I’ll get knocked up?” You murmured aloud, staring at the dandelions growing wildly in the grass. “Hmm, I wondered the same thing the other day, Sis.”

you nearly jumped out of your skin. “Shika! You scared me,” you said, turning your head to look at Shikamaru’s face. He smirked and said, “Boo.” You rolled your eyes. “You were wondering when you’ll get preggers? Boy, I’m pretty sure you have to be gay for that shit in your case,” you joked, throwing a playful insults his way. He punched your shoulder lightly, something Temari would’ve chewed his ear off for if she had been there. “Calm down, boy. We don’t want to damage me before my big mission do we?” “Riiiight, that drag of a mission my dad and you gotta take. Why is he even going? He should be retired at this point.” He’s right. He shouldn’t be going, you thought, crouching down and picking a flower. “You know, those were my mom’s favorites?” Shikamaru said, you stood up, holding a flower in the left hand and cherry coke In The right. “Yeah…I miss her.”

“Me too. It’s fucked up that cancer ran in her family.” “Yeah…” you looked up at the sky and sighed, “enough of this sappy shit, Nara. Let’s eat!” You said, walking back towards the cookout, you could smell steak being made on the grill, Choza’s curtesy. Shikamaru wasn’t far behind you and eventually you two ended up racing to the grill. You won and your reward was your coke spilled all over you white tee shirt. “Shit.” You threw the tee shirt off and said, “Good thing I wore my swimsuit underneath, eh?”

And cue Shikaku nearly choking on his beer.

And Inochi openly staring at you breasts.

Choza respectfully looked the other way along side his son, but shikamaru quickly gave his sweatshirt and said, “Jesus Christ, Y/n. Warn a man net time you flash you tits!” You giggled and said, “Sorry, Shika. Didn’t know you were still perverted even after living with Temari.” Shikamaru blushed and said, “Oh shut up!” And stomped away. “Hahaha!” You laughed, holding your stomach. The sweater was getting a bit too hot from how worked up your body was so you said, “Ino? Can I borrow a shirt?”

Cue Ino getting an evil ass Idea. She knew of your…liking towards the elder Nara and so, she simply nodded and said, “Follow me.” What would look good with those awfully plain beige shorts? She’ll look like a park ranger if I give her a whit shirt, and she’ll look like Sarah La’Craft if I give her a black one…hmm…

“Here!” Ino said tossing you a crop top of a tie dyed Coca-Cola tee shirt. You threw it on and said, “Don’t you sleep in this?” Ino shook her head, “No, I sleep in the purple Fanta one.” You pursed you lips and said, “It’s a bit short, Ino…” “I’m the oldest one right now and I say Poppycock!” Ino chimed, you huffed. You hated it when she used that argument. “Fine!” You groaned, walking out of Ino’s room. When you got back out side, Shikamaru and Chogi were water wrestling in the pool. “Oi! Who’s winning?” “I am!” Chogi shouted, “No, I am!” Shikamaru called, “It’s a tie,” Shikaku said, closing his eyes. “Ahh. Well uhh…GO CHOGI!” “What the hell, Sis?! I’ve known you longer than him!” “He shares his chips with me! Unlike youuu!” You sang, Shikamaru paused to glare at you and then-

SLOOOSH!

“WHOOHOO! WAY TO GO, CHOGI!” You shouted, jumping up and down, your shirt moving up, revealing your bikini top and then back down to cover it. Shikaku was smiling, pretending to be giving a nod in congrats to Chogi when in reality he was staring at you out the corner of his eye. Wouldn’t mind seeing that whilst she rides… was the sinful thought that over took his mind. He shook his head and groaned. “You okay, Dad?” “Yeah, just…to much beer, I think.” “I told you, your too old to be drinking that stuff.” “Oh, what do you know? You can’t even drink! Your only twenty!” “And who says I don’t drink, uh?” “I’ll beat your ass boy.” You stifled your laughs with Ino and you watched the argument. “Ohh, you think this is funny, Fawn?” Shikaku said, smiling a dangerous smile. You flattered and said, “Uhh…” “We’ll settle this like adults…With a water fight.” You blinked. “How is that grown? Huh, Gramps?” Shikaku smirked before saying, “In the pool and I’ll show you.” You laughed on singular, loud laugh and said, “Fine then.”

you threw off your top and then your shorts and jumped into the pool, “C’mon in, Gramps!” Shikaku rolled his eyes before flopping i on his back. “Hello, Little One.” You scoffed and splashed him. “Shut up!” You said, “Now…I don’t think a shinobi who works under me has ever had the nerve to say that to my face.” And he splashed you back. And with that, you two swam around avoiding one another’s attacks. Once he snuck up behind you and grabbed you, “One, two-Ah!” He shouted, when you kicked his knee and swam away, “you gotta be quicker than that, gramps!” He laughed and swam after you. You two barley noticed how many cheers you were getting from your friends.

You smiled and said, “Find me.” And used a secret justu only know to your clan to melt and become one with the water. And you could breath just fine, smoothly moving around Shikaku as he wadded, scanning the water for a suspicious amount of turquoise that you turned the water. He put a hand right over your face and said, “Found ya.” You huffed and remolded back into a human. “That’s was fast.” “I’m the Jonin commander, I have to be fast.” You giggled into the back of your hand. “Explains.” Shikaku smiled and started to float on his back. “This is nice…what the hell were we even doing?” He muttered, looking at you, who was now sitting on the edge of the pool, feet in the water, chatting with Ino. He saw you blush and saw your eyes go as wide as dinner plates. “Yamanaka Ino!” He heard you scold the pregnant woman, she laughed and said, “It’s true. You were.” Shikaku sort of wanted to know the rest of the convo but he decided against it and closed his eyes.

“Bye, I’ll see you guys later!” You said, waving your friends goodbye. You had to be up and around by four in the morning so you needed an early night of rest. “Oh, thank god. I thought I’d never leave,” you grumbled. Ofcourse you were going home, hello no. You were going to stop by the convenience store to buy a six pack. You felt like you were being watched but no one was right right now. It was twelve in the morning. Who would be ou right now? Your ass. Shikaku’s ass.

“Hello, Fawn,” he said, you turned around and glared at him, “I KNEW IT!” You shouted in your mind. Outside you said, “Hello, Sensei.” He Adored hearing the word, ‘Sensei’ fall from your lips. And speaking of your lips e noticed you were nibbling on the lower one. “Is something wrong?” You asked, eyeing him as if you wished to kill the grown man in front of you. He smiled, “There is. A nice young lady is walking home by herself.” You blinked and rolled your eyes playfully. “And who might that be? Because I’m damn close to being a Jonin so I know it ain’t me.” “It is you.” You smiled softly up at the commander and said, “Well, then. I never thought my own Sensei would have such little faith in me.” “It’s not that I don’t have faith in you…it’s just that it’s a natural instinct t for a father to want to protect.” You felt guilt eating away at you. “Yeah, it is, isn’t?” You asked softly, “Something wrong with that?”

“No, of course not!”

Yes I just so happen to dream of you ruining any traces of innocence I have left every night and then you go and say shit like this and I feel extraordinarily guilty.

“Good, good…” Shikaku said, feeling rather awkward.

She’s just turned eighteen, she’s just turned eighteen she’s just turned eighteen she’s just turned eighteen she’s just—very attractive…

“Well, it’s getting cold, we should head home…” you said, looking the other way, knowing you had negative chances of filing through with your plan. You were so lost in your mind you didn’t even notice how Shikaku was starting at you-xand mane the becasue he himself didn’t even notice…Your sides were on display for all to see, as were your boobs considering you decided to walk home In Your bikini top. “Khm, Y/n?” Shikaku said, you didn’t even hear, the inside voices were arguing so loudly…

“Y/N.” Shikaku said sternly, holding your chin with a firm grip. “Are feeling okay?” He asked more gently, you finally looked up at him and nearly died when you saw how close you two were, “…Fine!” You squeaked, your eyes darting all around, “…You took your medication today, correct?” “Yes, Dad,” you groaned, rolling your eyes, now annoyed with him and yourself. No, of course you didn’t take your med. why would have you? There were enough distractions today to…to…to what? What did you need distractions for? You anxiety. That’s what. “Y/n, you just lied to me again, didn’t you?” “Again? What do you mean again?” “Y/n…don’t avoid the question.”

“I’m not avoiding any damn question, Shikaku!” You said hotly, shoving him away, “God, you act like you—you…Lord.” You breathed, fear evident in your face. He wasn’t looking at you, he was looking past you, glaring at something—Or someone.

“Hey! Y/n!”

Not him, not him, not him!

You chanted I. You head. “Hello, (ex name).” You said, turning around. He man looked down at you and smiled. “I see your still dressing like a slut.” He said calmly, “so, your with the head of the Nara clan now, eh?” “Retired head of clan. And No. I’m her Sensei, you dumb fuck.” You turned around and looked at Shikaku again, seeing he was more than angry. You paled and barley said, “Let’s just go.” You started to grab shikakus hand but you were stopped by Shikaku himself. “Right right. This idiot isn’t worth Our time.” And grabbed you around your shoulders in what he hopped was a fatherly gesture. You smiled and said, “Yeah, he isn’t. Is he?” “Not a millisecond.” You giggled as you two walked off, leaving the drunken ex dumbfounded.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have grabbed you like that,” Shikaku said, standing on your doorstep. You smiled and said, “Shikaku, it’s more than fine. Any chance to piss of that bastard I’ll take.” On the inside you were debating weather to invite him in or not. “Would you like to come inside for a few?” You asked, smiling ever innocently. Shikaku nodded and said, “Sure, why not?” You guided him into the kitchen and said, “I’ll make some tea…what kind do you like?” “Camomile. Calms the nerves,” he said, you nodded and shakily grabbed the tea.

He’s going to see my med cup still has my pills in it….

“Y/n?” Shikaku said gruffly, eyeing your back. “Y-yes?” Your voice was higher than normal. “We both know what I’m about to scold you for, don’t we?” “No…” you lied, shaking, “Wh-what?” Yo barley said, “Your pills are still in the cup.” You nearly fainted. Fuck he was hot when he was angry. You heard him get up, heard him walk the short distance from the table to you. You could feel the heat from his body radiating off him, and smell all the cigarettes he smoked that day. “Did you lie to me?” You nodded, “Yes, I did.”

SMACK!

“Shik-Shikaku!” You gasped, Turing your head to look at him. He had a pleased smile on his face. “Sweetheart, why did you lie to me?” He asked softly, “Why’d you slap my ass?” You clapped back.

SMACK, SMACK SMACK!

”Shikaku!” You shouted, eyes wide and staring at your counter top. “Answer me.” Was all he said, “Because i-…I—….I don’t know,” you whispered, tears lining your lashes. Tears of Fear. “You dunno?” He murmured into your ear, “No, Sir.” “Well, then. All Shinobi should be honest and respectful…especially towards their elders. And what have you been today?” “A brat?” You asked, somehow still having sassy replies in you. “That’s right. A lil’ brat,” he said, “And do you know what I do to brats?” “No,” you breathed, he gently caressed your sides, “I teach them how to behave.”

(Alright the smutty shit starts here. MINORS DO NOT EAD (if yo mamas home that is) AND MOST CERTAINLY DO NOT INTERACT)

Why did I lie, why did I lie?

SMACK, SMACK, SMACK

“You gon’ b’have now?” Shikaku slurred, you nodded quickly. “Yes, sir!” You nearly sobbed, you were tears because of how ROUGH he was. Shikaku smiled and said, “Good.” He let you walk away a few feet, and breath. “Lord…how did shikamaru survive getting whooped by you?” You asked, looking at your Sensei who had just lit a cig in the middle of your kitchen. “No idea. Then again, I wasn’t a very good father. Still not.” You smiled, “Well, I think you had to have been a good dad because my ass still stings.” Shikaku coughed and spat out hack into your sink. “Damn, Y/n! Don’t say such out of pocket things!” Shikaku shouted, You laughed, enjoying your revenge.

“Thought you were going to behave, Fawn?” You gulped, “I am.” You said, “Then take your meds. And sit down.” You did as you were told, sitting down and then taking your meds. As you gulped down the last pill you saw shikaku’s shadows wrap around your thighs, they were cold and thick. “Sen-Sensei?” You stuttered, looking up at him, confused. He smiled, “You derserve a small reward, doncha think?” He asked. You didn’t know what to say, “Don’t worry, it’ll feel good this time.” And he didn’t lie, his shadows made contact with your clit and it felt good. So good. “Shika-Shikaku!” You gasped, feeling the circles being rubbed into your sensitive bud. “Ahh!” You shouted and he slapped your thigh, “That’s a good girl,” he praised, “you feel good, don’tcha?” He asked, you nodded rapidly. “So good!” You said, gripped the edges of the chair, “Ohh, Sensei!” You whined as his shadows sped up, Shikaku was now sitting next to you, palming himself, thinking about how cute you would look on his cock.

“Daddy…”

The whine nearly made Shikaku fuck you then and there, and you thought he would with how fast he got up to pin you into your chair. “Daddy, Daddy, Daddy!” He gritted his teeth whilst saying, “What now, Brat?”

😃

so I need Jesus now so uhh…Part two? Maybe? Idk bye loves.

#valley writes #naruto shippuden #Shikaku nara #shikaku Nara x reader #Nara x reader #reader insert #Shikaku x reader #DILFDILFDILFDIFL #AGE GAAAAAAAP #minors do not interact #minors dni

[potionsprefect]

Trip North

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1.5k

Summary: Luke and Lily get to know Ethan Hudson

Rating: Teen

Category: Fluff, Angst

Ethan was grateful for the large trolley as he lifted the Ramsey’s suitcases onto it. He had always managed to travel light whenever he went away but now he had a wife and two kids, it was like they packed for the entire world.

Ethan and Victoria were sharing a suitcase although Victoria’s had packed more for her whereas Ethan was able to keep his belongings to a respectable size.

“How far away do they live Daddy?” Luke asked as they made their way to the rental car.

“About half an hour. Are you excited to see Ethan?” Ethan smiled as he lifted Luke into the car and put his seatbelt on.

“Yeah! But I don’t really remember him.” Luke replied.

“You won’t unfortunately. But hopefully you’ll remember this visit more. Ethan is very excited to see you.” Victoria smiled climbing into the car.

“How does Daddy know him?” Lily asked.

“Daddy was friends with Ethan’s Mom. She used to live in Boston.” Victoria said.

“So does she live out here now?” Lily asked.

Victoria and Ethan shared a look. They were definitely too young to know the full truth.

“It’s a little bit more complicated than that. One day you will learn about it.” Ethan said.

“Why is Ethan named after you Daddy?” Luke asked.

“Ethan’s Mom decided on that.” Victoria replied.

“She sounds like a good friend.” Lily smiled.

“Yeah.” Ethan smiled sadly although the twins didn’t really notice.

The car pulled out of the airport car park and onto the main road.

“Are you excited to be back?” Victoria turned to Ethan.

“Yeah. It was a shame we couldn’t see him last year so we have some making up to do.” Ethan said.

“I still can’t believe the twins came down with a cold. We had such bad luck that week. What are your plans with him?”

“Alma tells me he wants to go see a movie so I thought I’d do that with him tomorrow.”

“That sounds good. Luke and Lily are excited to get to know him more.”

“I remember how fascinated he was with them as babies. Dolores would be so proud of him.”

Victoria took his hand and squeezed it affectionately. “She would. He’s happy and enjoying life. That’s all she could ever want for him. And you’re a part of making sure he’s growing up knowing who his Mom was.”

“You’re right.” Ethan smiled.

“Look Lily! That cloud looks like a giraffe!” Luke pointed out the window.

“Mommy told me that Daddy is a giraffe because he’s so tall!” Lily giggled.

“I can hear you, you know.” Ethan said.

“Oops.” Lily covered her mouth giggling.

“They’ve been listening to you too much.” Ethan pretended to glare at Victoria.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Victoria laughed.

They arrived at Alma’s house in no time, pulling onto the drive and stopping the car. The front door opened and little Ethan came running out, a big grin on his face.

“Uncle Ethan!” Little Ethan grinned as he ran towards Ethan’s outstretched arms.

“Hello little man! You’ve gotten so big since I last saw you!” Ethan smiled as he hugged his little namesake. “How have you been?”

“Good! School is out for the summer and the weather is great! I’m so happy you’re here!” Little Ethan smiled.

“Me too buddy. Guess who else is here?”

“Auntie Vicky!” Little Ethan smiled giving Victoria a hug.

“Hello Ethan! It’s so good to see you!” Victoria smiled. She gestured to Luke and Lily who were stood behind her legs, shy smiles on her face. “You remember Luke and Lily? They’re a bit shy.”

“Hi Luke. Hi Lily.” Little Ethan smiled. He held out a hand and they high fived him giggling.

“Hi Ethan.” Luke smiled.

“You’re really tall!” Lily said.

“My Aunt Alma says I get it from my Mom. I have loads of cool toys in the living room! Do you want to play with them?” Little Ethan asked.

Luke and Lily looked up at Victoria and Ethan who nodded and they grinned as they ran into the house following little Ethan into the living room.

“He’s been waiting all day for someone to share those toys with.” Alma laughed as she stepped out onto the driveway.

“Luke and Lily couldn’t wait to come here. How are things Alma?” Ethan replied giving her a hug.

“They’re good. Daniela and her family will be coming over later too. The kids can’t wait to meet Luke and Lily.” Alma smiled.

“That sounds great. Luke and Lily have been looking forward to this trip.” Victoria said.

“So have we. Although I do have one thing to share.” Alma said as they entered the house and she lowered her voice. “Daniela and I decided to tell Ethan about Dolores. He noticed the pictures of her around the house and kept asking who she was. We felt that now was the right time.”

Ethan’s eyes widened as he looked at Victoria. “How did he react?”

“He was confused, naturally. He always thought I was his Mom and I can’t blame him for that. He never really understood what we meant when we said ‘your Mom would be so proud of you.’ But since telling him he wants to know all about her. We haven’t told her how she died. If it’s not too much trouble, I thought if he started asking you questions, you might be able to provide some answers? He knows that you know her.”

Ethan looked at Victoria unsure. She nodded her head, giving him a small smile and a gentle squeeze of the hand.

“Of course. And he couldn’t have asked a better person.” Ethan smiled.

Alma smiled back. “Thank you. It means a lot.”

They walked into the living room and sat down on the sofas. Alma went into the kitchen to make a drink.

“Ethan has a lot of cool toys Mommy!” Luke said looking at Victoria.

“He does.” Victoria laughed.

“And books too! My Mom bought some for when I was older.” Little Ethan grabbed one off the shelf.

“Your Mom seems really nice.” Lily said.

Little Ethan looked up in shock, his eyes wide. “She’s not my Mom! My Mom’s dead!” He dropped the book, stood up and ran out of the room.

Ethan headed after him whilst Victoria moved to sat on the floor.

“Did I upset him?” Lily asked, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

Victoria pulled Lily into a tight hug, pressing kisses to the top of her head. “Little Ethan learnt something about his Mom recently that he didn’t know before. It’s not your fault Lil.”

“What happened to his Mom?” Luke asked.

Victoria wrapped an arm around Luke and pulled him closer. “She went to heaven. And little Ethan has been looked after by Alma, his aunt.”

“Is that why he ran off?” Lily asked.

“It’s still new to him so he’s trying to take it all in.” Victoria replied.

In the kitchen, Alma was comforting little Ethan as he ran into her arms.

“Lily doesn’t know anything Ethan. Neither does Luke, they’re too young.” Alma said.

“Like I was?” Little Ethan looked up at Alma.

“Exactly.” Big Ethan smiled as he walked into the kitchen and laid a gentle hand on little Ethan’s shoulder.

“What was my Mom like?” Little Ethan asked sitting at the kitchen table.

“Your Mom was a lovely person. She always knew how to make people laugh. I met her at the hospital. She was my first patient as an intern.” Ethan smiled.

“Really?”

“Yes. And I know she is watching over you with a big smile on her face. She would adore you to pieces.”

“I can show you some home videos of your Mom Ethan if you’d like that?” Alma suggested taking a seat opposite little Ethan.

Little Ethan nodded. “Yes please. I just wish she was really here.”

“I promise that we’ll make sure you know all about her. You can ask any time. Myself, your aunt, even Ethan. We’ll do our best to answer all the questions you have.” Alma said.

“And you know you can talk to me or Auntie Vicky anytime.” Ethan smiled.

“That’s right.” Victoria smiled as she walked into the kitchen with Luke and Lily.

“I didn’t know about your Mom Ethan. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you sad.” Lily said in a quiet voice, holding onto Victoria’s hand.

“It’s okay. I’m sorry too. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Little Ethan smiled. He stood up and held his arms out, Lily walked over and hugged him.

“Can I get a hug too? I didn’t do anything wrong!” Luke said trying to wade his way in.

“Luke…” Victoria said in a stern voice.

“Of course.” Little Ethan laughed and wrapped an arm around Luke.

“Well I’m glad that’s sorted.” Alma laughed.

“Indeed. I hope you know those todays aren’t going to play with themselves.” Ethan said out loud.

The kids broke apart and ran back into the living room laughing.

“I’m glad he knows the truth. It was best for him.” Alma smiled.

“And he’ll learn much more as he gets older.” Ethan replied.

“Exactly. We’ll all make sure of that.” Victoria said.

Little Ethan would learn just how important his Mom was to everyone. And they would make sure her memory lived on.

I thought I’d explore a bit more of Dolores, so here are the twins meeting little Ethan

We know that Dolores had more than one sister so I gave her the name Daniela for this

Tagging in reblog

#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #ethan ramsey x victoria clarke #ethan x victoria #playchoices #fanfic #open heart fanfic #open heart fanfiction #choices: open heart #fluff #angst #choices fic writers creations #fics of the week

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Snow Days- B.Barnes

Summary: The Barnes twins have a snow day and spend it with their parents.

Pairings: Dad!Bucky x Mom!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of Bucky's PTSD, mentions of food, Dad!Bucky, use of Y/N, female reader (let me know if I missed any)

Author's Note: Fic 4 of December! I will very likely be double posting when I can until my semester is over. Please be patient with me and my uploading schedule! My asks are open if you have any questions, suggestions, or feedback!

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As every typical Tuesday morning started, the Barnes family were all bustling about before the clock even hit 5 in the morning, getting ready for their days. The twins had just woken up, it was one of their last days of school before holiday break., and made their way to the kitchen where their parents were getting breakfast ready for the four of them. The kids immediately took notice of the freshly fallen snow that coated their backyard, both of them racing to the living room to look out of the window to the street to see it had yet to be plowed.

“Momma! Do we have a snow day?” Sarah asked, her voice filled with excitement at the thought of not having to go to school until the new year. 

“I don’t know yet baby, the school hasn’t called. We’ll know in a couple hours,” Her mother replied. The woman had just finished making breakfast, making each of the twins a plate and placing them at the table. “Time to eat babes, come sit at the table.”

Stevie and Sarah rushed to the table and started to eat their breakfast, chatting to each other about what they were doing in their classes. 

Y/N and Bucky joined them a few minutes after, neither of them big breakfast people, usually settling for coffee and occasionally some toast just like today. The four of them made quiet and sleepy conversation until the twins were done eating. The two of them put their dishes in the dishwasher, retreating to the living room after to watch cartoons for a little while. The school had called and announced the next two days the school would be closed. Of course the kids celebrated the fact they didn’t have to go to school for the rest of the remaining year.

“I’m gonna go shovel the walkway and driveway, can you get a fire started while I’m out?” Bucky asked his wife.

“Course I can. Hey Stevie, Sarah? You wanna help daddy shovel?” Both of the kids shouted yes from the living room, both running to their rooms to get their snow boots then racing back to the foyer where their jackets were. 

“Relax you two, I have to get myself ready before we go out. You go out and play in the snow for a few, I’ll be right out,” Bucky instructed the twins, they had run off once he said ‘go out and play’.  “They are very eager to go outside,” He chuckled, turning to his wife who was biting back a laugh.

“You better hurry before they beat the super soldier at the shoveling the driveway,” She teased him.

“Very funny, baby.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead as he passed her on his way to their bedroom. He changed his flannel pajama pants to a pair of jeans and he threw on a red henley to cover his bare chest. Moments later he joined the twins outside, who were making a snowman. “We’ll get back to the snowman later, let’s get the shoveling done first.”

As the three were outside shoveling, Y/N was inside, fire started, clean clothes for the kids and Bucky warming up in the dryer. As she waited for Bucky and the kids to come back inside, she sat at the bay window with a book, but instead of reading she watched her family outside. After they had finished shoveling, they went back to making the snowman. She listened as Sarah laughed when Bucky picked her up and spun around with her in his arms. She listened as Stevie laughed when Bucky had started play-fighting with him in the snow, Bucky letting his little boy win of course. 

If the Y/N from 10 years ago saw her today, she would be in shock. She had never thought that she would get married, let alone have children. She never even expected to meet the man that she had married, he was a fugitive, an ex-assassin, a veteran struggling with PTSD. The two had rough patches, Bucky nearly dying on her a handful of times but she wouldn’t change it for the world. She had everything she ever dreamed of right in the palm of her hand.

[ma-lark-ey]

I feel like challenging GOD so in my first ever read of Harry Potter I will be listing all of my headcanons in one big master post and sending it into the void space of tumblr thank you goodbye. I have no concept over which of these are hottakes, which of these are widely accepted, and which of them are just me being batshit crazy because as I write this I have never once looked at the Harry Potter fandom proper and my only knowledge of it is My Immortal and the fact that TikTok thinks Harry's dad and Sirius' little brother should makeout. 1. Ron Weasley is autistic.

2. Neville Longbottom is half-Korean on his mother's side, and also probably wears goofy little frog overalls.

3. Ron is tall, Harry is Short

4. Harry's scar is smattered across his face like a lightning storm and not just one little bolt, that's pussy shit. Make that shit dramatic

5. Ron and Luna probably had a fling at one point. Autism for autism

6. No way this isn't fanon, but Luna Lovegood is autistic.

7. Ginny Weasley is the HOTTEST bitch in Hogwarts and she is AWARE.

8. In Goblet of Fire the entire little Ron and Harry arc happening there was that they had a summer fling and then broke up when Ron had his little pissboy arc and they were both babies about it and then went back to having their regularly scheduled bromance thank you goodnight

9. Harry is actually dating a new person each book, no matter how short-lived it is. Why? Comedy. It's FUNNY.

10. I think Harry and Ginny have a shotgun wedding at like, nineteen.

11. All I know is that in my brief dive into AO3 (re: I looked up this exact tag out of morbid curiosity of it was A Thing), Sirius/Snape were apparently one of the smallest ships with like only 2k fics which is wild to me, because that enemies to lovers??? Thought bitches would eat that shit up. I don't ship it, but it still was wild.

12. Sirius and Remus are in love. (post mortum: I have now dived just slightly in the fic of Harry Potter and realize this is widely accepted fanon.)

13. Hermione wears fun frilly dresses outside of school and actually really loves dressing up and being girly fuck this 'not like other girls' agenda going on with her. Put her in a pretty dress and let her frolic in a field with flowers.

14. Luna is a seer. She goes on to teach divination

15. I was gonna say something about in my little noggin Ginny raised her and Harry's kid as a single mom or whatever and it's a fic I'm gonna work on and also his name is Remus Weasley and he's a Slytherin but APPARENTLY that's just the entire plot of the Cursed Child as my HP special interest having bestie informed me. I just added in a Gryffindor pretty boy for my Slytherin Potter boy to make out with when JKR was too much of a coward to make him gay.

16. RON SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN HUFFLEPUFF.

17. Cedric Diggory lived a very long and happy life and had a lovely spouse - guy who got really attached to this dorky little dude, knowing full well how he died.

18. It takes Harry at LEAST two marriages to women to realize he's gay. The egg takes a very long time to crack.

19. Ron is straight. He's just. He's got such bi wife energy.

20. Ginny Weasley is a raging bisexual, and so are the twins, and so is Bill. And Charlie? I know in my soul that's a nonbinary.

21. Luna Lovegood? NOT a lesbian, sorry lesbians. I'm claiming her for the aromantics. That's right. She belongs to us.

22. Fleur Delacour was a lesbian. LESBIAN.

23. Harry and Dudley reconnect in their like, thirties/forties and actually become good friends I think.

24. Harry often does diy piercings in the bathrooms during fifth and sixth year, Luna helps.

25. Fred and Lee Jordan are boyfriends god bless.

26. Out of spite for JKR, here's a list of trans woman in Harry Potter according to ME: Ginny Weasley, McGonagall, Hermione, Luna, Lily Potter (her and James are t4t), Tonks (that bitch is nonbinary transfemme),

27. I will live, breathe, and die by my personal headcannon that Tonks and Remus are comphet and in a lavender marriage but they lovingly coparent their child together and regularly at parties Tonks goes "where's my husband? Oh, he's making out with his boyfriend okay cool." and moves on.

28. Draco Malfoy's patronus is that white ferret Moody Crouch turned him into in book four.

29. In my perfect world James Potter is alive and I love him most than anything, I'm holding him like a wet cat. i literally bought three stag plushes over the month I was reading this series just because I couldn't stop thinking about him.

30. I am ignoring the implications in the epilogue that Harry did not raise Teddy Lupin, because he did, actually. That was the last promise he made to his beloved Remus Lupin and if Deathly Hallows taught us anything it's that Harry Potter keeps a fucking promise <<3

31. Molly and Arthur heavily assisted Harry in his 'I'm gonna raise this god damn orphan to good y'all won't know what hit him. I'm gonna be such a good dad.'

32. I am literally IGNORING all these implications of the Cursed Child. Draco Malfoy is also a banger dad. i think he goes to counseling and sorts out his issues and tries very hard to not put such high expectations on his own kids. I think he tries very hard to undo the damage Lucius did to him, and the bad choices he made in trying to make his parents proud of him. I think he makes sure his kids know better than anything else, that all he wants for them is joy. He wants them to be good, happy people.

33. Just Lovers - Zerrazapriel says that Sirius' patronus is Moony and that's so fucking real and true of that fucking fic and I live by that now.

34. On a similar note, Molly and Arthur have matching patronus'

35. Fuck this 'hermione minister of magic' nonsense that girl is a leftist and would never join politics did jkr forget her own fucking canon of harry and hermione doing their absolute best to fuck the government over for the last half of the series? whatever the fuck. HERMIONE TEACHES CHARMS AT HOGWARTS.

36. I'm sorry I got so heated on that last one. I had thoughts. Anyways, Draco also goes on to become head of Slytherin and teaches DADA.

37. I was so anti-Draco for the entire first five books and then the last two books Happened and so now I'm just holding him so close to my chest. He needs therapy. And i think it takes him until their mid-twenties or so, but I think he does make amends with Harry and the crew and actively tries to come back from the actions of his youth, and obviously the Golden Trio and co are sympathetic because Harry himself in the books clearly could recognize Draco was acting on the instruction of his trusted adults, trusting they knew better than him.

38. this is not a headcanon but the wandlore of Draco having a unicorn hair in his wand and the unicorn hair wizards being the most difficult to turn evil and his wand ultimately being the one to defeat voldemort is sooooooo. He's such a product of grooming and I think about him. I want to study him.

39. YOU KNOW WHAT. what if I said harry trans woman who unpacks her gender after the war is over and has time to contemplate who she is as a person and her and Draco become a very cute and in love little couple in their early thirties??? what then???? (does this fic exist and if it does give me links)

40. I think the funniest mental image ever is if Harry just shows up to a party or whatever with everyone when they're like, 26 with Draco fucking Malfoy in his arm and is like "this is my boyfriend" with no further explanation or nothing and half of the group is like "no yeah this is an expected development" and the other half is like "THE BITCHBOY????" and yeah.

I will most definitely have more Harry Potter thoughts as time goes on but this is all I'll put into the world. Good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.

#harry potter #lark says #there's a lot here and i dont fully remember what all i said #but it sure is a lot of thoughts I've put into the world.

[amethyst-geek]

The Harper Family in my Total Drama high school/urban fantasy AU

As discussed in one of my previous posts, I would have my Total Drama AU make certain characters related. You see sometime ago, I decided that Ennui and Ella would be fraternal twins (though Ella will probably have been held back a year so they'll be a grade apart in the main story). I picture both of them having powers thanks to them being tied for the seventh child of their dad who is the seventh of his own siblings. Then sometime later, Totaldramarama put the idea of Ella being Gwen's cousin in my head. I actually like this idea and would like to incorporate it into my AU as well. So now, I would like to go over the 7 members of the previous Harper generation and their children.

Firstborn- Don- as the eldest of his siblings, his father, who was member of an organization that hunted down supernatural beings and he expected Don to follow in his footsteps and subjected him to intense and dangerous training; since Don had no desire to be a killer, he ran away along with his twin sister. They thought about taking some of their younger siblings with them but decided that it would be more practical to come back for them after getting jobs. He and Christine spent the first few months on the streets and in homeless shelters and during this time, one volunteers working at 1 of said homeless shelters helped Don and Christine get jobs. After they saved up enough money, Don and Christine were able to move out of the homeless shelter and into an apartment. Don then decided to briefly return to their hometown only to see that his parents and siblings no longer lived there. A neighbor then explained that shortly after he and Christine ran away, their father tried ti stab one of their younger siblings, only for their mom to act as a human shield and wound up going to the hospital. As a result, their father was arrested and sentenced to 7 years in prison, and their mother finally worked up the courage to divorce him. Content that his mother and siblings were able to get away from Mr. Harper, Don returned to his apartment. Later, Don went to college, became a teacher, got married, adopted his wife's surname, and had three kids (1 of them being a girl in the same grade as the Island cast and has Bridgette's concept design; and since Lindsay mentioned having a friends named Bitsy in the TDA episode Get a Clue, I decided that this Bitsy character will be Don's daughter). He and Christine weren't able to get back in contact with their mom and sibling until years later when he recognized one of his student's surname as his own former surname.

2nd born- Christine (Topher's mom)- Don's twin sister; while her father expected his sons to follow in his footsteps in hunting down supernatural beings, he expected his daughters to get married as soon as possible and become housewives and was quite cruel to daughters whenever they showed signs of being anything less than his idea of a perfect woman. So he had arranged for Christine to marry an apprentice of his. However, Christine had no desire to get married so young (let alone to someone her father picked out for her, so as soon as she and Don turned 18, they ran away from home. As mentioned in Don's bio, she and Don lived in a homeless shelter for a while before getting jobs and saving up enough money to move into an apartment. Sometime later, she got married and had Topher.

3rd child- Megan (Gwen's mom)

4th child- Joseph (OC brother who runs an ice cream parlor/candy store with his wife).

5th child- oc sister

6th child- possibly Emma Masterson (as in Jen Masterson's mom, I decided to make Jen and Gwen cousins)

7th child- Anthony Harper Sr (father of Marlowe, Ennui, and Ella)- having only been 6 or 8 when his father got arrested, Anthony doesn't remember his father's cruelty as clearly as his siblings do, and his mother didn't like to talk about him a lot. As a result, when his dad got out of jail when Anthony was a teenager, Anthony was the only one of his siblings willing to talk to him, and his father was able to turn him against his mother and the rest of their family. As soon as he turned 18, Anthony cut contact with his mom and siblings to join his father's supernatural-hunting organization. About a year later, he married to the daughter of one of his father's associates. He then proceeded to treat her as cruely as his father treated his mother, and generally treated her like a maid and baby factory. When he and his wife were expecting their 7th child, Anthony realized that this child would be the 7th child of a 7th child and thus would almost certainly have supernatural powers. He planned to kill the child as soon as it was born. However, his plans changed when his wife turned out to be carrying twins. Anthony wasn't sure which twin had inherited the 7th child powers, so he decided to wait a few years and planned to kill whichever twin showed signs of having powers first. The twins were then named Anthony Jr and Ella. As Anthony Jr and Ella got older, their father became increasingly cruel to them in hopes of triggering the powers of whichever twin had inherited the 7th child powers. His wife tried to protect her kids from their father's cruetly, but the strain of her multiple pregnancies (as well as her parents thwarting her attempts to leave him) made it difficult for her to do so. Since Anthony jr was his spitting image, Anthony sr had hoped it was Ella who had been the 1 who inherited the powers so that he could spare Anthony Jr. Around the time Anthony jr and Ella were 4, Anthony sr subjected Anthony jr to another beating, this time doing so while making Ella watch. Ella couldn't stand seeing her brother get hurt, her anger caused her to 7th child powers to awaken in the form of her turning into a dragon in order to protect her twin brother from their father. Anthony Sr then tried to slay his daughter and managed to use his skill to knock out Ella enough for her to lose consciosuness and revert back to her human form. Just as he was about to slay her Anthony Jr 's own 7th child powers awakened as well in the form of vampiric abilities and he used to protect Ella from their father. This caught Anthony Sr off-guard long enough for his wife to show up and protect her kids from her husband. However, since she was still recovering from the birth of her tenth child, Anthony Sr was able to overpower her and kill her. He was then arrested for murder. However, before he could be sentenced, some of his associates broke him out of prison and he became a fugitive. Anthony Sr's children were then sent to live with their maternal grandparents, but that didn't last long as they they tried to kill Anthony Jr and Ella too, only for their older brother to stop them, and their grandparents wound up getting arrested. Anthony Sr's father tried to get custody of his grandkids, but due to his criminal record, the case worker decided against this. The 10 siblings were then sent to a group foster home until the case worker tracked down their paternal grandmother and by extension, several of the children's aunts and uncles. Ella and AJ were sent to live with one of their aunt Megan while the rest of their siblings were wound living with either their paternal grandmother, their aunt Emma, or their uncle Joseph. While living with aunt Megan, his cousin Gwen introduced AJ to goth culture, which lead to AJ to start going by Ennui. Around the same time, Ella became very fond of Disney movies.

Edit: had it so that Gwen's mom was the 4th child and Jen's mom was the 3rd, but I switched their birth positions.

Edit: switched around the birth order of Emma, Joseph, and the nameless OC sister when I did the math and realized it would make more sense to make Emma one of the younger siblings considering I would still want to adapt the storyline where she has another baby when her elder daughters are already in their teens. Also added some information about the name of Don's daughter.

Edit: Emma and the OC sister might be identical twins.

#total drama #td ennui #ennui #td ella #gwen total drama #td gwen #jen masterson #td topher #td don #total drama au

[marvelmaniac715]

This is a new au that asks the question: what if the twins were born slightly later? In this au, the twins are six years old, and both parents are there, but there’s a catch - Chucky’s in Nica’s body, and sometimes the twins are babysat by their Auntie Nica whenever their Dad takes a ‘nap’. I just thought it would be interesting, and it’s slightly inspired by a fic I saw on ao3 where Chucky gets pregnant in Nica’s body (I think it was called ‘Crazy Love’? Anyway I recommend it). Nica isn’t in this particular fic, but if I expand this au she might be. With all that out of the way along with my standard disclaimer that goes in front of all the fics where the twins are kids (he/him pronouns for Glen and she/her pronouns for Glenda) - enjoy :).

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Chucky considered himself to be a decent dad. He didn’t want to kill children anymore (not young ones at least, teenagers were still on his list as an okay age demographic to kill) and his approach to parenting was fairly laidback (he let his kids swear and watch scary movies, but only Glenda took advantage of these privileges). Every summer he’d barbecue by the pool in a pair of shorts, and he fully intended to murder the twins’ first romantic partners. By all accounts he was a pretty normal father, except for one small thing - he was a retired serial killer in a woman’s body.

Despite this, he and the kids got along fine. Sure, there were a few jokes made by Glen about being the ‘man of the house’, but Chucky quickly settled that by handing his son their latest bill and asking him to pay it since he was in charge. The six year old immediately gave in.

There was just one part of suburban life that Chucky detested, and that was school pickup. Tiffany worked a lot (personally he didn’t think she could act, but somehow his wife pulled it off) so Chucky always had to pick up the twins from school. And that’s where he encountered the PTA moms. They were convinced that he was transgender (was he? He didn’t quite know what he was considering the circumstances) and a lot of the PTA moms were really transphobic (if he was called ‘Charlotte’ one more time he was going to scream). Luckily, as soon as the twins realised that he felt uncomfortable when he was called a woman, they began fiercely telling the PTA parents that they already had a Mommy, and that this was their Daddy.

After a few repetitions of this and one incident where his darling daughter Glenda bit a transphobe on the arm, he had no more problems. But of course, after such a long period of peace, there had to be some sort of trouble, and that came around Mother’s Day. Chucky always tried to avoid leaving the house on that day, but ‘Jennifer Tilly’ had to be at a red carpet premiere, so the duty to actually parent their children fell to him yet again.

This year there was a new teacher at Glen and Glenda’s school - a teacher who didn’t know about their… unique living situation. When the twins came rushing out school to breathlessly tell him how their day was, they’d barely gotten the chance to warn him about their new teacher before a middle aged woman in a lilac cardigan approached him and shook his hand.

“Mrs Tilly I assume? Your children told me all about you, although I have to admit that you look quite different to how you look in the movies…”

Chucky smirked and said:

“Movie magic.”

Somehow that explanation worked, because if he had to clarify it would still be true, some people did just look different on camera, it didn’t have to specifically mean him.

“Will you be participating in the Mother’s Day race Mrs Tilly? It’s just a bit of fun, but there’s a cash prize of $5000.”

At this point, the twins realised what was happening, and Glen went to speak:

“Actually ma’am, this is our-‘

Chucky clasped a hand over his son’s mouth and shouted over his son’s protests:

“Yes, I’d love to! These are my children, I gave them life.”

He was trying to be really careful about how he phrased things, because he’d taught the twins that every time you lie, a unicorn dies. He wasn’t about to go back on his teachings and claim to be their mother in a very open way. Because what he said was true, he did in fact give them life, and they were his children. Glen and Glenda looked very confused, but neither said a word as Chucky signed the application sheet and led them over to the waiting area. It was here where Glenda hissed:

“But Daddy, you aren’t our mom!”

Chucky merely smiled and reassured his daughter:

“Don’t worry sweetie, I’m great at acting like a woman.”

With these confident words Chucky sat down - and immediately began to manspread.

#chucky #chucky series #childs play #seed of chucky #curse of chucky #cult of chucky #charles lee ray #nica pierce #nica chucky #glen ray #glenda ray #tiffany valentine #human tiffany #human chucky #chiffany #human au #horror #humour #fanfiction