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allegra-writes · 8 months

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"Teething troubles"

Lestat De Lioncourt x Louis De Pointe Du Lac

General Audiences, fluff.

Warnings: None. Lestat’s questionable parenting, toddler on toddler violence, Karen character.

Baby Claudia likes to bite people

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Little Claudia had anger issues, there was no way around it. Lestat liked to joke she had inherited his temper, but truth be told, Louis did not find it funny. He did not find it funny when he got called from Claudia’s daycare because she had destroyed a toy in a fit of rage, he did not find it funny when the cat ran away scared because Claudia had screamed at him in reply to his hiss, and he did not find it funny when he had to rush her to the ER because she had banged the cupboard door with her tiny fists in frustration when it refused to open for her.

Lestat, of course, was of no use. He loved Claudia so much she was absolutely perfect in his eyes. His little princess could do no wrong, so why would he feel the need to correct her behavior?

“I just don’t see what the big deal is" He expressed, sprawled on the park bench as if he owned the place, while they watched with vigilant eyes as Claudia frolicked around the playground.

"Lestat, she bit Miss Lily!" Louis explained, clearly mortified, "Miss Bricks was aghast!"

"Who's Miss Bricks?"

"The daycare's director"

Lestat was trying, and failing, to suppress a smirk.

"The director of Claudia’s daycare is called Miss Bricks?"

"She also bit Armand"

That was too much for Lestat, who could not stop the giggles from rising up his throat, risking Louis' wrath.

But far from getting mad, he seemed to be fighting a smile of his own.

"Don't-... Don't laugh" He protested, the corners of his mouth curving up despite himself. Luckily, he was saved by Claudia’s disgruntled noises of discontent as she attempted unsuccessfully to climb up the slide the same way she had slid down, instead of using the ladder like she was supposed to.

Lestat finally let himself go, laughing loud and boisterous, with his heart full of mirth but also of happiness, as he watched his little family. His Claudia, his daughter , the little spitfire of a baby he loved more than life itself, huffing and puffing and stomping her wee little feet, looking mortally offended the slide refused to cooperate with her; and his husband, the most beautiful man to walk the earth, as he tried to reason with her, using words as "frictional force" and "momentum" that she had no hope to understand.

Baby Claudia, of course, remained unconvinced.

"The problem," Louis sighed, as Claudia let out a pterodactyl screech after once again slipping down the slide she was trying to climb, "is that you set goals for yourself that are unattainable by both man and baby"

Lestat was still giggling when Louis, defeated, came back to his side.

“I’m afraid she’s still a bit young for physics, mon amour”

Louis shrugged.

“She doesn’t like to be condescended at. Besides, she will understand one day. She’ll learn about physics and Sisyphus, look back at this moment, and start making a lot of connections…”

“Looks like that might not be the only connection she’ll be making” Lestat commented, nose scrunching in distaste as he watched a blonde little boy around Claudia’s age making his way to their daughter, probably wanting to see what the ruckus was all about.

The encounter, however, did not seem to be going well, as the kid raised his hand, reaching for one of Claudia’s piggy tails, and tugged hard.

Twin yells of “Hey!” resonated through the park as Louis and Lestat jumped to their feet to rush to their daughter’s defense, but were stopped by a blonde woman, clearly the aggressive child’s mom.

“Oh, don’t worry!” She chuckled, her high-pitched cackles nowhere nearly as cute as Lestat’s laugh to Louis’ ears, “It just means he likes her!”

Louis De Pointe Du Lac had never been a violent man. In fact, he proud himself on being a master of his instincts. There was nothing he hated more than those racist stereotypes that painted people of color as being hot-tempered and belligerent. But the moment he saw his baby girl’s eyes well up with tears, he knew he could have torn that chauvinistic nincompoop of a woman and her rude spawn to pieces. He was already advancing, on auto-pilot, his body moving forward before his mind could authorize the movement, when he felt Lestat’s grounding hand on his chest.

“Oh, look!” He commented, casually, his tone deceivingly sweet as Claudia threw herself at the boy, tackling him to the ground. “It seems our little Claudia likes him back!”

“Tommy!” Screamed the horrified woman, no longer cheerful, running to help his brat, whose cheek was currently between Claudia’s small but sharp teeth.

Neither he nor Lestat made a single move to help the blonde pair. And, honestly, Louis didn’t even think of reprimanding his husband as he took their daughter in his arms, praising her for “sticking up for herself” and “a job well done”. How could he, when Claudia was beaming, waving the handful of blonde curls she had plucked off her would-be harasser's head around triumphally for her papas to see?

Yeah, there would come a time, probably soon, when they’d have to address Claudia’s temper problem. But that day wasn’t it.

Next part

#iwtv #amc interview with the vampire #louis de pointe du lac #lestat de lioncourt #claudia de pointe du lac #fluff #humor #baby fic #kid fic #domestic #fanfiction

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shaineybainey · 2 years

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Random Lab Rats family headcanon:

* mostly includes Leo *

* will add more as I think of them *

* tw: some mental health discussion *

* will add Oliver, Kaz, and Skylar here later *

• whenever Bree would get up to try to get something, and she says, "I'll be quick," Leo would always reply with "Not too quick." He used to say it when they're around people who aren't family members, but then he kept the tradition even when the world already knows about her abilities.

It annoyed her to no end in the beginning, but as they get older, it becomes their inside joke.

• Adam once sold his car to a guy at the park in exchange of the St. Bernard puppies he was selling. Donald and Tasha, of course, were mortified and had to go out to bargain with the park guy to get the car back.

Meanwhile, Adam had Bree, Chase, and Leo help him bathe the puppies. He named them that night: Twinky, Snoball, Donut, Zinger, and Cupcake.

Chase frowned as Adam gave him Zinger to dry off. "You named them after Hostess cakes?"

"Yeah?"

"Why?" Bree asked, chuckling.

Adam shrugged. "'Cause I'm hungry."

• Sadly, Adam couldn't keep the puppies, even after telling his parents that he got them to give to his younger siblings. He was extremely down about it, so Tasha talked Donald into letting Adam help them find good homes for the pups.

To Tasha's surprise, her mom and dad decided to adopt one, namely, Cupcake. This made Adam happy, knowing that he can play with and walk Cupcake whenever they visit the Dooleys.

• while the three of them were hanging out, chatting and drinking one night, Tasha happened to mention a coworker who's going through a divorce. "If you guys ever divorce, who's getting the kids?" Douglas asked Tasha and Donald.

The two only stared at him.

"I mean, hypothetically," Douglas insisted.

No one says anything for a while, but when it was obvious Douglas was truly curious and wouldn't drop it, Donald replied with, "I don't know. Adam's almost 19, and Bree's turning 18 next month. We don't have to contest for the two of them. Chase will probably end up with me, and Leo will be with Tasha."

"Why are we even talking about this?" Tasha asked. "Donald and I have no plans of divorcing. At all."

"What happens to me?" Douglas asked Donald.

Donald shot him a baffled look. "Me. You're staying with me," he said. That should have been obvious. "You're my brother."

"Oh." Douglas sat on that information as he picked up some fries. Before washing it down with beer, he muttered, "That's sad."

Donald frowned at him.

"Can I still visit Leo?" Douglas asked Tasha with all seriousness.

Tasha blinked. "Sure?" She laughed, finding this all amusing. "Douglas. Your brother and I aren't divorced. We're not planning to. We're all staying together."

"So I can keep the kids."

"No, Donald and I keep the kids. You get to watch over them and make sure they're happy and safe."

"Like a third parent."

"Exactly."

"But I don't see why we can't just divide the kids. There's three of us, and there's four of them. There's enough for all of us!"

"Yeah, and what do you propose we do, Douglas? Divide one of the kids in three?" Donald asks. "How does that even make sense?"

"Look, we don't have to." He takes another swig of beer. "I can just take one. One of you can have two. Now, I know Chase is your favorite, so you can have him."

"Okay?"

"Now, I know Leo's yours and all," he tells Tasha, "but can't you just take Adam and Bree? Like, that's two, right? That's better than one. And Adam loves having you as a mom. Bree also likes having a mom. It's a win-win."

"Douglas, I'm not giving you my son," Tasha said.

"Why not?"

"I gave birth to him!"

Douglas frowns, sinking into his chair with defeat. "I don't see how that's fair," he muttered. "Just because men can't have babies..."

It dawned on Donald then that Douglas was on his third bottle. He was far from being absolutely slapped, but his questions and lines of thought should've been indicative of how buzzed he already was.

He sighed. "Look, you can take care of Leo..."

"I can?"

"Yes," Donald said as he carefully took the beer bottle away from him, "because you're his uncle. It'd be great if you show the same favoritism towards the other kids, though."

"Well, if all of them are my favorites, then I don't have any favorites."

True. It kinda annoyed Donald that his brother made sense and didn't at the same time. "Why don't we just stop here and get a ride home?" he offered amiably. He took out his phone and said, "It's too late to call the driver, so let's just take an Uber."

There was a pause. Then, "Honey."

"Yeah?"

"We're home." A grin was growing on Tasha's face. "We've never left the house."

Confused, Donald looked around him.

Behind him was the pool, the house. On top of their table, in the midst of all the food and snacks, was the vintage bottle of wine he said he'd been wanting to try.

It was almost empty.

Realizing what his older brother had realized, Douglas chuckled. "Chase is gonna have a rooooooough year," he said.

The grin on Tasha's face vanished when she rolled her eyes. "Again, Douglas: we're not divorced."

• Later on, in his mid-20s, Chase discovers that he has developed panic disorder due to his commando app (the activation of it on and off throughout the years has created a chemical imbalance in his brain). The first person he came to for help after the initial attacks? Tasha. She's the only one he trusts. He feels Donald would keep dismissing it like he did the first two times, and Douglas would try to solve it (which isn't really what he needs). Meanwhile, he feels Adam, Bree, and the EF team would just make fun of him.

Tasha helps Chase find the right therapist for him, which they do. Leo also becomes one of the first support systems for Chase since he, too, went through anxiety and depression when he was younger.

Chase finds comfort in them when days are tough, which brings them all closer together. (This leads to Chase's first slip of calling Tasha "mom." He apologized, but Tasha tells him she's okay with whatever he's comfortable with. So, soon enough, he just starts calling her Mom.)

#random fandom stuff #Lab Rats #Leo Dooley #Adam Davenport #Bree Davenport #Chase Davenport #Tasha Dooley #Donald Davenport #Douglas Davenport

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shotos-angelic-whore · 1 year

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🎄𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚎 · 𝐤. 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨

cw: fluff, soft bakugo, swearing, if I missed anything let me know

Note: HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO ALL!!

Pairing: fem!reader x k. bakugo

[Y/n] has spent the last few Christmases on her own since the loss of her parents; only buying gifts for herself, and decorating the shelf with her parents’ urns all Christmas like. This year is her first Christmas with her boyfriend, Katsuki Bakugo; also known as the No. 2 Pro Hero Dynamight.

It’s currently the night before Christmas, and she’s rearranging her parents’ shelf. The sudden knock on her door makes her jump, causing her to drop her mother’s stocking. “One sec!” she shouts, picking up the stocking and placing it on the hanger under her mother’s urn.

She steps back and sadly admires her work, going to answer the door afterward.

After unlocking the multiple locks that her Pro Hero boyfriend suggested she install, she opens the door to reveal said boyfriend.

“Katsuki?” She questions, shocked. “What are you doing here? I thought you were spending Christmas with your parents?”

“I am, and so are you. All my stuff is in my car, so I’m here to help you pack. Can i come in?” he steps past her without letting her speak a word.

He stops in the middle of her living room, looking around with furrowed brows. He had never been to her apartment. They’ve always had their movie nights at his place, and he’s never been on the other side of the front door when dropping her off.

“You decorate nicely,” he says as she closes the front door, locking the multiple locks.

“Thank you,” she smiles, sitting down on the couch as he wandering around her living room with his hands in his pockets.

“Who’s urns?” he questions, looking at the shelf above the fake fire place.

“Why am I going with you?” She avoids his question.

“‘Cos my parents want to meet you. I’m surprised yours haven’t said anything about me.” he says, running his fingers along the Christmas train on the shelf below her parents.

“They kind of can’t,” she mumbles, her eyes stinging with tears.

“How come?” he turns around to look at her. “Are you all right?” he quickly makes his way over, sitting down next to her.

“Those urns…they’re my mom and dad’s.” she sniffles, trying to blink away her tears.

“Oh, shit. I’m so sorry, [Y/n].” he takes her hands in his.

“It’s fine. I didn’t tell you. They died when I was in Hero School at UA.” she sighs. “When they died, I was pulled out of the Hero Course by my new foster parents. I was in class B, but never made it to the Sports Festival. So we never got to meet in High School.”

“I went from foster home to foster him until I was of legal age, and the final home kicked me out with only my parents urns—which I brought to every foster home. I was on the streets for a while, until someone from high school recognized me and let me stay with them until I was back on my feet. But once I was back on my feet, they kicked me out and ghosted me.”

“So here I am now. I spend every Christmas by myself,” she lets out a small sob.

“C’mere,” he pulls her into his lap, holding her close.

“You have me now. And I’m never leaving. I’m sorry you had to go through all that so young,” he wipes away her tears, holding her face in his hands. “I love you,” he says.

“You do?” she questions softly.

“Of course I do, dumbass,” he smiles.

“I love you,” she says, taking his face in her hands and kissing him.

“OK, now let’s get you packed, so we can get to my parents’ house in time for our Christmas Eve gift.” he chuckles.

She stand up and leads him to her bedroom, grabbing out her duffle, and packing.

“What the fuck is this?” He laughs, pulling a hoodie out of her closet.

She looks over, quickly taking it from him, mortified. “Hawks was my favorite pro when I was younger,” she whines, placing the hoodie in her duffle.

“Who’s your favorite pro now?” He pulls her into him by her waist.

“Hmm…lemme think…You might know him,” she taps her chin. His face contorts into confusion. “It’s this guy named Dynamight,” she smiles.

“Good,” he kisses her.

End Story

#christmas #katsuki x y/n #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo

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trickarrows-bishop · 6 days

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saw a fic while scrolling where avatrice's daughter was sent into the past as beatrice was abt to die to switzerland era and im about to read it but can you imagine how like. Oof. ack. PAINFUL that would be

imagine ava's at a party. beatrice has gone home early for the night, but has given her free range to get drunk as hell, and ava will always take that offer. she's having another drink and laughing when someone comes up to the bar.

young, probably about her age. dark brown hair and pretty amber eyes that remind her of beatrice. hell, she has the same freckles as her too.

she feels... familiar, but ava chalks it up to the resemblance and too many drinks. "wassup!"

the woman just... stares at her.

she glances around, grinning nervously nervously, then leans forwards. "um, hello, anybody there?" she says in german, realizing her mistake.

the woman blinks a few times, then shakes her head as if coming out of a trance. "nothing," her voice is soft, similarly accented to bea. she wants to see beatrice again, she might actually have an early night tonight just to see beatrice's look of pleasant surprise. "you just... look familiar."

ava grins. "that's a neat coincidence. you look familiar, too!"

the woman chuckles nervously, seeming to pale under the lights of the bar. "do i?"

"nah, it's a compliment! she's great," (the woman gains a soft, tiny, barely-there smile). "what's your poison tonight, sweetheart?"

the woman looks a little mortified. whoops, play it safe then, ava, she might be straight.

"i'll, er, have a cuba libre."

"nice!" she can appreciate good taste as she goes to get it ready. "you're in luck, i happen to make a fantastic cuba libre."

"i know."

the reply is so odd ava has no response than to blink owlishly at her, her sluggish, slightly drunk mind trying to process that answer.

the woman seems to realize what she said after a few seconds. "ah!" she exclaims. "i, just, uh, erm, you just... you feel like the type?"

ava's so surprised she shakes her head and laughs, pouring her drink. "wild that that energy comes off me—would you guess that i only learnt how to make them, like, a month ago?"

she doesn't see the woman's eyes widen imperceptibly. doesn't see her mouth, a month ago.

"no, i... wouldn't. you're a natural."

ava grins at her and pushes over her drink. "here you go!"

the woman sends her a tiny smile, thanks her, and takes a sip. her eyes fill with sadness. "these are just like the ones my mum used to make."

she can recognize the sound of loss like it's a second skin. she doesn't know how to shed it, or even if you can shed it. sometimes it hits her all at once, like it was yesterday, and her ears echo with the faint her mom's laughter among the sound of clinking glasses in the bar. she leans forwards and squeezes her wrist, giving an understanding look when the woman looks up... no, not woman. girl. she's definitely younger than ava.

her eyes fill with tears when they meet ava's and she hurries out of the bar, leaving her cuba libre behind.

ava watches her go sadly, one hand trembling slightly. she shakes it to get rid of it.

...maybe... maybe just a few more drinks. then she'll go back home. back to bea.

OH MY GOD ??? OH MY GOD .

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touyasdoll · 3 years

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GIRL DAD EIJIROU KIRISHIMA WHOS FOUR YEAR OLD DAUGHTER JUST STARTED EXHIBITING A QUIRK JUST LIKE HER DADS AND ACCIDENTALLY GIVES HIM A LITTLE CUT ON THE CHEEK AND SHE FEELS SO BAD SHE WONT LET HIM LEAVE FOR WORK BEFORE SHE GIVES HIM A BANDAID

This is the story of how Red Riot was caught on patrol w a hello kitty bandaid on his cheek bc he didn’t have the heart to tell his sweet girl that she didn’t even scratch him that much rjrjdojd

CRYING. IM CRYING OVER THIS

bonus boy dad Bakugou bc I can’t help myself

Girl dad Kirishima who’s wrangling your four year old to get her ready for the day before he has to leave for work, because he’s always doing whatever he can to make your day easier before he goes.

He’s feeding her breakfast, watching her munch on mini pancakes while he stands behind her, his massive hands manipulating teeny tiny red bows into the pigtails he’s styled her hair into.

“All done, babygirl,” he squats down beside her chair with a soft smile, “You look beautiful as always. Daddy’s got go now. Be good for your momma, all right?”

“Okay! Be careful, Daddy. I’ll miss you!” She beams, extending her little arms out for a goodbye hug and a kiss.

He leans forward, his heart swelling as she throws her arms around his neck and squeezes as tight as she can. She turns her head to peck his cheek like she always does, but this time her quirk activates and it startles her, her lips leaving the slightest scratch on his face as she jerks away.

She’s mortified when she sees the faint scratch, her bright red eyes gleaming with the threat of tears instead of excitement.

“Oh no, Daddy! I’m so sorry!” She reaches out to touch his cheek, but she’s afraid to hurt him again, so she stops and his heart almost breaks in two seeing how concerned his sweet little girl is that she might hurt him. “Are you okay? We have to get you a bandaid for your boo-boo!”

“I’m okay, sweetie, I promise. You didn’t hurt me, honey.” He smiles reassuringly, patting her head, which she shakes adamantly as she pushes her chair away from the table, hopping down to wrap her whole hand around his pinky finger and drag him down the hall.

“No, you need a bandaid! C’mon, I know where Mommy keeps them,” she’s tugging him along with all her strength as he chuckles quietly and follows.

“Okay, babygirl.” He follows her into the bathroom, where she pulls open a drawer to retrieve a box of Hello Kitty bandaids and struggles to open the one she selects.

“Here, lemme help you,” he smiles as he kneels down, his voice soft as he peels the paper away and dangles the bandaid on the tip of his finger for her to take.

“Thank you!” She grins and takes the bandage in both hands, carefully placing it over the barely there scratch. “There you go, Daddy! Does that feel better?”

He’s so in awe of how sweet and kind your little one is, just like her mother, he thinks as he pulls her into a hug, kissing her temple while she throws her arms around his neck again.

“Much better, sweetheart.” He boops her nose, chuckling quietly as she pulls away, “Looks like you’re the hero around here today. I gotta get going now, so look out for your mom and sister while I’m gone, okay?”

“Okay, Daddy!” She hops excitedly, running down the hall to where you’re bouncing her younger sister on your hip. “Rainbow Riot is here to help!”

“Oh, thank goodness,” you let out a soft giggle, stroking her hair before looking to Eiji as he strolls up to you. “You trying to bring that bandaid trend back? If it didn’t work for Nelly, I’m not sure it’s gonna work for you, babe.”

He rolls his eyes playfully as you laugh and he leans in to place a chaste kiss to your lips, “Someone’s quirk made another appearance, but our little hero was on top of it.”

“I see,” you smile down at the little girl while he kisses your infant daughter on the crown of her head. “Well thank goodness you knew just what to do.”

“Oh wait! I forgot something!” She bounces animatedly, tugging on his pant leg. “The last part is the most important.”

“What’s that?” He grins down at her.

“You need another kiss from Mommy!” Her cute little voice is so adamant as she stands between the two of you, tugging him to stand even closer to you as the both of you exchange glances and pout at how adorable she is. “On the boo-boo! They’re like magic. If it still hurts, it shouldn’t anymore after that.”

“You heard the little lady,” he grins and stoops down far enough to let you place a peck to his cheek, your smile lingering on his Hello Kitty bandaged skin. “You know what, you’re right.” He pats her on the head, “Doesn’t hurt at all anymore.”

“See? Magic,” she whispers, a sense of wonder in her melodic voice.

“You know, I’ve always suspected your mom was magic.” He winks at her, glancing at you as he grabs his keys. “You two have fun today, I’ll be home before too long.”

“What’s with the bandaid? You’re fuckin’ 32 years old and you can transform into a rock, haven’t you figured out how not to cut yourself shaving?” Bakugou narrows his eyes at the small pink accessory on Kiri’s cheek.

“I mean, no, actually,” he shrugs, “But this is courtesy of the mini-me.” He laughs, “She accidentally scratched me with her quirk this morning and insisted on fixing it herself.”

“Ah,” he nods with a knowing, lopsided grin, lifting his shirt to reveal a tiny handprint with a Paw Patrol sticker slapped over it on his stomach. “Had a little incident of our own this morning.”

#i feel old as hell making a nelly reference lmao #if you don’t get it I’m sorry #and if you do please tell me so I don’t feel ancient #kirishima x reader #kirishima fluff #kirishima #eijirou kirishima #kirishima eijirou #eijirou x reader #eijiro x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #bnha fluff #mha fluff #mha x reader #bnha x reader #eijiro kirishima

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sxftkxssxs · 2 years

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okay i am absolutely in love with your writings and damn i didn't know people still write stuff abt the arcana bc hey- the fandom was at it's peak a year or two ago but it's refreshing to see people who write it still active.

and my request here (since i see that requests are open) is the m6 reacting to winged!mc telling them the story of how their parents taught them how to fly (ik the mc died but let's imagine that they still remember this bc it might've been traumatizing for them dhejebj)

like "oh yeah, my mom/dad pushed me off the cliff to get me flying when i was like 8 or something"

keep up the good work 💞✨

dkslfjhdkls I'm glad you like them!

Winged!MC telling the M6 how they learned to fly

Asra

he's listening with such a concerned look on their face

definitely asks if they ever apologized for that

if the answer is no, he's not really happy, but honestly, they basically think of your parents like birds

I mean they did what bird parents do! can you blame them??

but he definitely showers you in kisses after you tell him your story though,

tells you what they think of your parents later- trying to make you laugh

don't let them meet your parents too soon after this, he is quite a magician after all.

Julian

He's mortified

automatically points out that they shouldn't act like birds

probably makes you laugh accidentally but he's genuinely hurt for you

he's hugging you as soon as you'll let him,

if you tell him, it wasn't really that bad, he's telling you that you must've been joking

gives you a sad look whenever you joke about it too much

he will indulge you in your jokes though! as long as it's a healthy amount

definitely isn't fond of the idea about meeting your parents after that story

Nadia

She's very shocked

how could your parents do such a thing? of course that would traumatize you!

She voices her concerns and asks any questions she gets from that statement

she's generally very polite about it, not wanting to upset you by saying something wrong

eventually she learns to be more comfortable with it if you talk about it more

always offers her support, even if it's silent

she'll show her distaste of that method, even if it's technically normal for you

Muriel

he's a little worried, knowing you're not a bird and this isn't normal

he'll offer a silent form of support after hearing that

You'll have to explain why your parents would even think to just,, throw you off a cliff??

he'll not want to meet your parents after that story, he's pretty intimidated by them

he's very quiet about his support though, might even chuckle a little bit if you make a really funny joke about it

offers you a hug if you ever do feel really upset over it,

Inanna steals you away from the hug eventually, but it was nice while it lasted

Portia

she's very quiet, you can't really tell what she's thinking

she'll gather her thoughts and then tell you exactly what she thinks

pointing out your parents shouldn't act like birds 2.0

has plenty of questions about this,

she'll hate if it's normal, but can't really tell your parents off if they're not in the room

she's so supportive of your jokes of it, that itself if even funnier than the joke

Portia will not hesitate to hit a parent if they say something about it when she meets them- be careful-

Lucio

he's caught off guard but doesn't really- think you're being serious

when you tell him you're absolutely serious he's stunned

all of the sudden he's talking faster than you can listen

he's not sure if it's normal for you but to him this is the craziest thing he's heard since before he was a ghost

tries to avoid jokes about it but some do get a good chuckle out of him

probably would run away from your parents if he met them-

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leetotters · 3 years

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Blurb with Chris and milf!reader

anon: WE need more milf reader content here but instead sebbyy maybe chris( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

anon: chris evans and milf reader but funny? idk if it makes sense buttttt yeah

note: the gif inspired this stupid fic lmao.

chris evans x wife!reader

summary: chris's son asks him what the word 'milf' means when his friends claim his mom to be one.

The Evan's family was one of the most popular families known in their little neighborhood.

Always gaining everyone's attention when they attended an event or even a simple school trip.

Thank the genes of the dad; some moms' say whilst the dads' objected saying thank the sexy, hot mom- you-.

But if they were truly being honest, the majority thought it was both parents.

Chris and you were well aware of the title given to you both, having heard many times from others when out of the house.

However, you didn't really care. Once no one said anything horrible about your babies- Drew and Jules-. You were somewhat fine with the indecent comments and eye-fucking stares sent your way.

It made you feel disgusting at times. Thinking about the single fathers' even married ones having those thoughts about you.

But the worst you experienced, were your son's teenage friends. Little, horny striplings Chris called them.

You recall the day so well when you heard them- the striplings- saying what they would do to you if you were in their bed, it was mortifying.

And to make matters worse. Chris found out. Your son's friends couldn't look you in the eye after that confrontation.

But that's just what you have to live with when you're a fitted, healthy mom with a wonderful family.

You were also very well informed of the familiar words and actions your husband received-you couldn't blame them, he was a smoking hot dad. But he was yours-.

Curse the Evans' for having great features!

Chris sat on the couch, nursing his third beer while he watched the football game being played on the flat screen television.

He couldn't be happier with his choice of staying home and watching the game with Drew, his fifteen year old son. Instead of tagging along with you and Jules, your seven year old daughter, trip to Target.

It wasn't that he didn't want to join your little outing, he would've loved to actually. But since he arrived from filming his latest movie last week, he didn't have the chance to spend quality time with his teenage son.

So he immediately jumped on the opportunity to view the game with Drew as both Evan boys' loved a good game of football.

Screams and cheers erupted from the room when their team scored a goal. Chris pulled his son in for a bone crushing hug making the younger boy laugh and wiggle out of his dad's hold.

"That was a fair game." Drew uttered, earning a light shove from his father.

"Fair is an understatement, our team won!" Chris fist pumped taking a swig of his beer.

As the game came to a final end. Drew bit his lip, contemplating on asking his dad the question that had been weighing in his mind for the past week.

The right time was now, he decided.

"Hey dad," He spoke, fiddling with the bottle of water in his hand. His gaze on the carpeted floor.

"Yeah?" Chris hummed looking over at Drew.

"What is a milf?" Drew asked. The worried, unsure feeling dissolving as the words left his lips. He glanced up at his dad, only to find him wide eyed.

"What- Why?" Chris floundered, placing his beer on the table.

Drew now regretted his words but answered his dad anyway. "Uhm my friends said that mom is a milf.." The teenager gulped. Remembering when you came to pick him up from practice and his friends pulled him in the locker room calling you that unfamiliar name.

Chris forced a chuckle, utterly surprised but not at the same time. He knew his wife was a pulchritudinous women for her age. He knew he was a lucky fellow and sometimes wondered how he ended up with such a beauty.

But he was also mad? Infuriated. How dare those hormonal striplings call his wife that name, wasn't the confrontation that day not enough.

Chris pursed his lips, sucking in a breath before answering his son's question.

"It simply means mom I love forever.." Chris said. Trying his best to reply in the most decent way possible, not even realizing he made it a little worse for himself

"Oh thank God! Because when I asked uncle Scott he said it meant," Drew lowered his voice. "Mom I'd like to-"

Chris immediately stood up, an awestruck look lacing his face. "Y'know what Drew, don't tell your mother we had this conversation and please don't listen to uncle Scott."

Chris left the main room. The only thought on his mind was how will he tell his son the word 'milf' didn't actually mean 'mom I love forever'.

Good luck with that Christopher!

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imatechbummerliketomholland · 3 years

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You are my world. you three are my world now - h.h

hello there! I'm back ! Sorry if it tooks so long, i have a lot of work during these holiday. I hope you like this little request. I didn't have time to be proofread (but a big thank you to@petersasteria who is always there to support me!). Remember that my native language is French, so don't be so mean if i made mistakes!

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Word count: 2300 Warning: angst, mention of pregnancy, small mention of blood, mention of placental abruption Pairing : harry holland Request: yes!

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You didn't expect to be pregnant with twins at your age. The announcement of your pregnancy had also surprised more than one. Despite her support, Nikki Holland had still given the discourse on the importance of safe sex to her son. But Harry had given a more than mature speech in defense of both of you. He was able to prove to his family and to yours that you were ready and that the decision to continue the pregnancy was not rash.

You were now at the half of your eighth month and nothing could stand in the way of your happiness.

Nothing except maybe this.

Nikki had offered to have lunch with her this afternoon. Despite his work as a photographer, no longer having the company of his four children - since three of them left the family cocoon to live their own life as grown-up adults- weighed heavily on her. You accepted with pleasure. Harry, who was editing his third short film, had left you this morning to go to the edit suite, not without checking that you were okay. So, you joined Nikki at the restaurant. You shine in your long floral maternity dress. In the middle of the meal, you felt a violent contraction.

At almost eight months pregnant, it was no surprise that you could feel twins’ movements. You winced a little at the pain and your mother-in-law put a reassuring hand on your arm.

"Are you alright, darling?" she asking, a little bit worried.

"Yeah, yeah. They've just been in great shape for a few days now."

You apologized and went to the bathroom, struggling to cope with the pain of your contractions. When you noticed that your underwear was soaked with blood, your heart rate increased. You suddenly realized that a series of symptoms corresponded to what you had dreaded early in your pregnancy: the nausea that had occurred last night, the violent contractions since this morning and now the blood. Rather alerting signals that suggested a placental abruption. The obstetrician told you that this was a possible risk since you were having a twin pregnancy. You started to cry and panic for several minutes that Nikki ended up knocking on the bathroom door.

"Darling, is everything good in there?" she asked you with her sweet and worried voice.

"Could you come in please" you sobbed.

"Sure, darling. Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

She stepped carefully into the disabled cabin that you had used for space reasons. Nikki immediately noticed your state of stress. And you just told her everything in strangled sobs. She put a hand behind your back and gave you a very serious look.

"We have to go to the ER. We're going right away."

"I want Harry"

"Don't worry, I'll call him on the way"

And you haven't wasted a minute. Nikki simply left her phone number and table number at the counter before you got into your car. Dom will retrieve Nikki one's later. Holland family been known from the restaurant, the staff were comprehensive about your leaving without paid the bill. When you arrived at the hospital, the nurses greeted you directly and wasted no time either. You were taken to the operating room without being able to get your boyfriend's support.

☙♥❧

Harry arrived within fifteen minutes of receiving the call from his mother. No doubt he would receive a speeding penalty ticket later. He looked like a madman, mortified by worry. He was a bundle of nerves and sarcasm. Her mother was standing by the reception desk, waiting for her. She looked anxious. Tom was there too, trying to contact their father on his phone. When Dom finally picked up, the oldest Holland brother announced the urgency. Harry was shaking with worry.

"What happened mom?"

"I don't really know, baby. We were at the restaurant and the babies kicked. She went to the bathroom and when she didn't come back, I went after her. That's where she asked me to come into the bathroom and you know the rest. I called you straight after that. " Nikki explained, trying to get the stress out of her.

"Oh my god… where is she now?"

"The medical staff took her for surgery. I had to wait here. I couldn't go with her, baby. I’m so sorry."

"Ok ... Ok, I guess I have to wait here. Hope she's okay. God, please make her be alright."

They all made their way to the operating theater hallway for the public to wait for more information. Tom was still on the phone with his father, explaining that it would be better if he stayed at home with Paddy so as not to overcrowd the waiting room. He promised his father that they would all give news as soon as possible. A nurse in a surgical gown entered ten minutes later.

“Who's the father of miss y/l/n's babies?”

“I am. Harry Holland, I’m the father!” he almost screamed and cried at the same time.

“Come with me”

Nikki stood up cautiously and walked over to the nurse. Harry was ready to follow the nurse without giving any further information to his family.

"Excuse me. Can you give us more information on her condition?" Nikki asked

"Sure. We had an emergency caesarean. The babies are fine but there seem to be some complications with the mother. The surgeon is taking care of her."

"Is she going to be okay?" Harry asked hastily.

"She's losing a lot of blood but we're doing our best. Now please follow me." She said to curly one.

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Harry followed her to the nursery. His heart was pounding in mixed emotions. He was so impatient to meet his babies but at the same time he was worried about you. What if you don't survive from the complications? What was to become of him? Would he be able to live without you? Would he be a good father?

His last question vanished when he saw his two little babies in the incubator. Your twins had arrived about fifteen, almost a month earlier than expected, it was normal that they were in an incubator. Harry was going to have to make sure they put on weight. After filling out a few papers, one of the nurses offered to do some skin-to-skin contact with the twins so that they could get to know the three of them. Harry could not but be impatient with this and once prepared he settled into a seat. He was overcome with emotion, understanding how his parents had felt when Sam and him were born. He completely forgets the time, spending several minutes with his sons, one after the other. Harry knew he would place all his love in the two little beings he had taken turns holding in his arms. He was ready to lift mountains, cross the tides. Part of his mind was on you and he truly hoped he could go through life's trials with you. May your family experience all the times they deserve.

The nurse who had brought him to the nursery go up to him with a half-smile. She was sorry to disturb him during this privileged father-son moment.

"Your ... hm ... miss (y/l/n) is in the recovery room. You can go see her now"

Harry's heart burst with relief. He let out a sigh he didn't know he was holding back. The very new father nodded before placing his son in the nurse's arms so that she could put him back in the incubator. He decided to go find his family who had been waiting too long now. When he entered the waiting room, his mother and brother were still seated. Tom had his elbows on his knees, the phone in his hand. He seemed to be talking to someone. When the actor noticed his brother's presence, he spoke to him.

"Hey mate, Sam's here. Wanna talk to him? What's up? Does y/n's alright? And the twins?"

"Too much question. Give me Sam first!"

But the result was exactly the same. Sam asked the same questions as Tom and Harry winced as he tried to answer consensually.

"Hello to you too, brother. The twins are fine. I swear to God Sam, they look like a mini version of us. Two sons by the way ... y/n is fine, she's in the recovery room, I'm going see her right after that. I wanted to talk to mom and Tom first. "

"Glad to know I'm the last to know." Sam informed sarcastically.

"Hey, I was going to call you but I had to, you know ... go meet my sons. Father's job, it seems."

Sam chuckled behind his phone screen as Harry smirked in a mischievous and petty manner. He ended the call with his twin and turned to his mother and Tom. Nikki made her understand that she had heard, she seemed relieved that you were okay.

"Hey, before I go see y/n ... you want to see your grandsons ... and you, your nephew and godson, asshole."

"Harry, language" said Nikki.

"Of course I want to see my godson, stupid"

"Tom!"

The two brothers smile at each other. Just because one became a father and the other was a movie star, didn't mean they were going to change their ways. It was also their way, both of them, to decompress events. Nikki sighed in annoyance but kept quiet, too happy to meet, even only through a window, her first grandchildren. After a brief walk in front of the nursery, Harry announced that he was going to find you, leaving his family to admire your twins. They seemed so impatient to meet them in person but knew they were going to have to wait while you woke up.

☙♥❧

Harry entered the recovery room and walked over to your bed. You seemed to have already woken up from your artificial sleep. He grabbed your hand to give you the support you needed. A feeling of emptiness was felt in you, your gaze landed on your stomach, flatter than you had seen in recent months. Your eyes widened in panic but the reassuring pressure of Harry's hand drew your attention to him.

"They are fine, my love. They are fine. They are in an incubator in the nursery."

You burst into tears. The emotions being so strong.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I'm sorry ..."

“Hey… hey… you don't have to. You're okay… the twins are okay. And I still love you, I love you more than ever."

"Have you seen them?"

"Yes ... ugly like their father" he joked

You chuckled with a few more tears in your voice. You knew he didn't mean it, but humor was Harry's best way to decompress, and it worked on you too.

"My family is here. You scared the hell out of them. I think Sam was about to order a flight to kick your ass."

You chuckled again. It was so impressive to see the love that reigned in this family. You could never have asked for a better way to build your own family. Harry leaned over to kiss you.

"I love you, y/n. You are my world. you three are my world now"

"I love you more, Harry."

You stayed a few more days before you could get out of the hospital. You had decided to introduce the twins after their own discharge from the hospital. That's why, after almost a month of going back and forth to the nursery, you could finally bring your twins home. So you organized a little visit to Harry's parents.

☙♥❧

The sun was shining on London and you squeezed the doorknob of one of the maxi-cozy, Harry carrying your second son as you opened the door to the Holland family home. You were amazed at the ease with which Harry assumed his role as father. He was doing so well that you fell in love with him again.

"Is there anyone here?" He asked

"We're all in the garden, buddy!" Tom said

"You are obviously in the kitchen, dummy"

"For god's sake, Harry. Come into this fucking garden and let us see the twins!"

You let out a frank laugh as you mentally noted that you were going to have to have a conversation with Harry and his brothers about the vocabulary they were using.

You are therefore entering the garden. You noticed right away that Sam had come all the way from Scotland. Harry must have organized this with him too. You smiled, Nikki rushed over to help you with the change bags and you thanked him.

"So where is my godson?" Tom asked in the same way he did at the FFH premiere when he was looking for Jake Gyllenhal.

"Where's mine?" Sam asked too.

You approached Sam, putting the maxycosy on the table to unbuckle the seat belt and take your son in your arms. Harry was doing the same with your second baby.

"I'm happy to introduce you y/s/n"

"And there's y/s/n(2)." Harry added, so proud.

Everyone raved about the twins as you wipe away a tear, happy and proud. You were so moved by the love that reigned. Harry came to kiss you on the forehead, you closed your eyes, appeased by his gesture. The world could only turn better in his company.

"It's family portrait time!" Nikki said, her camera in her hands. "Tom, please get closer to your brother. Sam, stand next to y / n"

You all followed Nikki's instructions, who couldn't be more than happy to capture this important moment, bringing her work and family life together. You all smiled as you and Harry were in the center of the photo, carrying your twins in your arms. And at that moment, you were sure that your life could not be more beautiful than at this moment.

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ivyglow · 3 years

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the fact that it’s Father’s Day and we don’t have a dilf Tito blurb is kinda insane

your wish is my demand, nonny!!!!!!! hehehehe

word count: 1k warnings: mention of breeding kink and pregnancy. also, I didn't proofread sorryyyy

You knew your husband was hot one of your friends had even revealed that her neighbor called him a "dilf" the last time she had a barbecue, that's why you thought you would be ready to deal with all the moms at your oldest son's school's presentation. Because it wasn't something new.

well, as it happens, you were wrong.

Anthony was going to have an interview that morning right after your family breakfast. Which was made by you and Jackson -your five years old- helped before his dad was up and that you did with your two years old watching. When Anthony finally rose from the bed, he was greeted with Jaxon and Aurora giggling and trying to speak over the other. It was a mess, but one of your favorite messes. He promised to be on time for Jaxon’s

presentation’s and you spent the whole morning with the kids, which your husband promised to make up for later that week since you had to do it alone and with your growing bump in the way.

After getting ready, feeding them, and eating lunch yourself, you headed to the school. Just like his father's, Jaxon’s big blue eyes found his best friend in the middle of the crowd of the school and ran for it taking you with him. You greeted some of the parents you knew from picking up your kid and settled to be with his best friend’s Madison's mom. She asked about Anthony while you greeted her little one and her husband and you told her about the interview, adding “He’ll be here at any second, hopefully, there won’t be that much traffic in the city.”

“Finger crossed. But now tell me about how’s my princess doing,” her voice was soft as she turned to Aurora who had a big grin on her chubby face.

You greeted some of the teachers and other parents as you made rounds around and it wasn’t long before Beau arrived. Aurora sensed her dad as soon as he got to the door and she was eager and fast when she squirmed from your lap and made a run for him making grabby hands and babbling “dada”. He left home that morning wearing his black suit, but now he was only on his white dress shirt rolled down to his elbows, some of the buttons undone and his hair a bit messy from his nervous tick of putting his hair back as if he had the helmet on.

“Hey, babe” he greeted you with a peck on the lips and you smiled amused with how every mom was somehow peeking a look at your husband but at the end of the day, that was what he was: your husband, not theirs, and the toddler on his arm, your five years old jumping around and your growing bump only highlighted that fact.

“Hey, handsome,” you mumbled touching his plump lips with yours again. “How was the interview?”

“It was nice, I would rather be at home with you and the kids, but it was nice” he answers and kisses Jax’s forehead when he comes running to his arms. “Hey, buddy, are you ready?!”

“Yes, daddy, I remember all our rehearsals!” Jax started and then went on about how Madison would be by his side too because she also had an important spot on the poem the class was going to recite.

You couldn’t be happier with the scene in front of you and you loved, even more, the fact that Jaxon was Anthony’s carbo copy, big blue eyes, full rosy lips, light brown hair, and the signature smile he would show everybody being the social butterfly he was.

When Jaxon left for the last rehearsal with his class before the presentation you got up to get some water and pee, your baby was also starting to get restless on your belly. Leaving Anthony and Aurora sitting on the front rows you kissed your baby girl’s forehead and left with Madison’s mom company. When you two were walking back you saw the mom of one of Jaxon’s friends sitting on your spot talking happily with your husband and every once in a while glancing in a cute way to Aurora -who wasn’t having it and would keep holding Anthony’s cheek to her. Madison’s mom couldn’t contain the laugh that bubbled on her throat and you rolled your eyes suppressing your own laugher.

“He’s clearly not having it, but she probably thinks he’s a single dad,” Madison’s mom said.

You chuckled before starting your walk again, just when the woman was asking “how old is this little princess?! She looks exactly like her daddy.”

And that was your clue to enter the conversation, “She’s two, our eldest is five and our third is about to come in some months…” you smile sweetly touching your growing belly and you can see the woman mortified face. She probably was thinking he was a single dad and you could only laugh.

“That’s...cute...you guys have a beautiful family” she smiles awkwardly. “But- woah, she’s two and you’re already pregnant again?! You guys know how to build a big family” Tito smirks up at you and you shrug at the woman.

“My mom would say good genetics need to be spread around,” Madison’s mom jokes and you chuckle.

“She has a good point,” the woman finally gets up and smiles politely at everyone before making her way out.

“Well, that was funny, but you make it seem like I’m a pervert or something…” Anthony commented when you sat by his side kissing Aurora who made grabby hands.

“Isn’t that the whole point of your breeding kink?!” you joke and he couldn’t help but let out a loud laugh.

“Some would say I make a hot dad, and that point needs to be considered as well...and your friend just added the genetics convenience…”

“You’re terrible, Beau,” you mumble.

“But you love me anyway, babe,” he winks before turning to Aurora, “doesn’t she, daddy?!” and your little girl could only give him a toothless grin before he started showering her face with loud kisses.

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lepusrufus · 3 years

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Double edged scalpel ch.6

ch.1 ch.2 ch.3 ch.4 ch.5

Summary: It's backstory time!

Mandatory warning since this is not a usual thing on my blog so I think a separate warning would be useful, there will be talk of past abuse and alcohol abuse.

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"Wakey wakey," came the gruff voice from just outside her bedroom door.

It was slightly muffled but more than enough to make her jolt awake, muscle memory taking over the remnants of sleep. She only had one minute to be out the door. It was more than enough though, her routine perfected over years. Get out of bed. Put socks on. Get shoes. Grab the duffel bag. She slept dressed anyways, ready to go at any time.

Or not?

Where were her clothes?

Nevermind that she had time to put something on. Just grab a shirt and pants from the dresser.

Hurried steps took her over the plush carpet. Wasn't it supposed to be a solid grey? Had her mother swapped it for one of their fancier rugs?

That didn't matter right now. Clothes. She needed clothes. When she got to her dresser she stood there, frowning at the bookshelf that now took its place. She didn't even remember acquiring the tomes in front of her, most of them old and with unfamiliar trinkets surrounding them. That's not how her bedroom was arranged. Why wasn't anything in its place? Was Alex playing a prank on her? No, he wouldn't do that.

Time was almost up and she needed some goddamn clothes and to get out and her head was starting to spin-

"Nicole?"

Her eyes snapped back to the bed she had so hastily vacated, Cassandra looking at her concerned.

From the room's entrance came another familiar voice. Bela. "I only wanted to let you know that Daniela wants to go for a hunt tomorrow." Her eyes were averted and as soon as the words left her lips, she turned and shut the door behind her, not waiting for an answer from her sister.

Confusion mixed in with dizziness, but Nicole let out a quiet oh when she fully realized where she was. Cassandra's bedroom. They came here last night and fell asleep. And she was only wearing underwear.

She went to sit on the edge of the bed, head resting in her hands to try alleviate the fog in her brain. She probably looked like hell, but that was the least of her concerns right now.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Came the uncharacteristically soft voice of Cassandra, who had moved from her spot under the blankets and was gently rubbing her back.

"Uh, nothing," Nicole replied, as if she didn't look ready to puke.

Cassandra only pursed her lips and frowned. "You looked like you simultaneously saw a ghost and were ready to fight a ghost."

She swallowed thickly and forced out a laugh. "Oh are we at "tragic backstory" relationship level now?" It was at best a pathetic attempt to change the subject and at worst annoying.

When she looked back at the brunette she was still frowning, but not in annoyance. Her golden eyes sparked with concern, scrutinizing the redhead's face and body language for any clue as to what was wrong. It sent a pang of guilt through Nicole's chest. She took a deep breath and leaned back into Cassandra's touch, trying to collect her thoughts. Where does one even begin to explain this whole mess?

"Have you ever wondered why I came here? To the village?"

"...Not really," she admitted.

Nicole took another deep breath, pulling the words from her mouth as if she were pulling out teeth with pliers.

"My dad, he…he had a bit of a weird business. We never knew the details of it, he never told any of us and we knew better than to snoop, but I do know it had something to do with drugs and was highly illegal."

Staying in one place proved itself a pesky little task, so Nicole stood up and started to collect her clothes from the floor and started dressing. Cassandra instead remained in the same spot, listening intently.

"With a job like that you make enemies by default. And that made him paranoid beyond belief. When me and Alex, my older brother, were children it wasn't that bad. Worst thing he would do was lock our bedroom doors and refuse to let us attend public school."

She narrowed her eyes at a wall, still not wanting to meet Cassandra's gaze. Now that she said it out loud, not that bad sounded pretty bad too. Whatever.

"It started going downhill when I was around…" She pursed her lips, trying to make her brain put together some semblance of a timeline. "Twelve. Yeah twelve. He came bursting into our bedrooms at 2 a.m. saying that someone with a gun had gotten into our house and wanted to kill us. We were mortified. I remember my mom holding me and Alex in the backseat crying while my dad drove us to his secluded cabin in the woods."

"And that became a habit of his. He'd have us do these drills every once in a while and then scream at us if we didn't do everything in under a minute."

"That's so fucking stupid," Cassandra spat, golden eyes gleaming with anger.

Nicole started pacing back and forth, desperate for a distraction. "Oh I know. And after a few years of this I made sure to tell him exactly how much I thought it was bullshit."

Finally coming to terms with the lack of something to do while she talked, Nicole gave up and went back to the bed. She sat down by Cassandra's side, though still avoiding her eyes.

"Do you know what getting punched in the face feels like?"

Cassandra's expression contorted into a disgusted grimace. With the hand not on Nicole's back rubbing comforting circles, she dug talons into the soft fabric of a blanket. She didn't really have an answer because frankly she didn't know. Her body reacted very differently to physical harm and the few that could hurt her wouldn't go for a stupid punch to the face. Nicole kept on talking though, not really looking for an answer.

"That shut me up for a bit. Key word a bit. When he woke me up on the night before an important test I was pissed. I just thought fuck it and went upstairs to the library. It took him around twenty minutes to find me and when he did… Well, I regretted some life choices."

"I was so done with being there in that house. Though thankfully my parents went on a business trip the next day and Alex was at a friend's for the weekend. I had the whole house to myself and decided to grab one of my mom's vintage wines and just spend the evening on the couch drinking. And that's how I became an alcoholic at the ripe old age of fifteen." She let out a humorless chuckle at the end.

That day was a blur in her mind. The only thing that she vividly remembered was Alex coming home early and finding her blackout drunk on the couch. At the end of the day though, they were both in the same boat. He just grabbed the bottle from her and started to sip away at the remaining wine. Laughing at each other's hangover the next day was the most fun they'd had in ages so it became a habit for the both of them. Every once in a while they'd go into the wine cellar, pick out a bottle and then go drink it in the attic while they pretended their problems didn't exist. It continued well into their college years. Nicole was barely able to recall doing anything during her years in med school that wasn't being drunk or studying.

She groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. That's not where she meant to go with the story. Cassandra placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder brought her enough comfort to try and wrap it up.

"I guess in a sick ironic way my dad was right in the end though," she subconsciously shifted closer to the brunette and she wasted no time in loosely wrapping her arms around Nicole's waist.

"I was three weeks away from completing my residency when I came home from the lab, only to find my mom in a puddle of blood on the living room floor. My brother was in a similar state in his bedroom. My dad was nowhere to be found but I didn't care. It was his fault," she swallowed the lump in her throat and felt tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

"I just grabbed my documents and a duffle bag with some clothes and ran. Booked the first flight to Romania to come stay at my grandparents'. Oh except they know what my dad is all about! Told me I had an hour to get some rest and be out of their house as they didn't want any trouble with my dad's people."

"I did grab a fuck ton of my dad's cash though so at least hotels weren't an issue," her words were coming out chocked, occasionally interrupted by sniffles. She rapidly whipped a hand across her face. "Have you ever been to Braşov? Old part of the city is quite lovely."

Cassandra grimaced. She didn't want to interrupt, but seeing Nicole in such a state made something in her unbeating heart ache. She gently wiped the trail of tears from her cheeks and placed a kiss on her temple from where she was sitting half behind Nicole. Then, with the softest voice she could muster, "And how did you meet Duke?"

Nicole's eyes widened slightly, apparently having forgotten that detail.

"Oh I stumbled upon his shop one day. I thought he was selling some neat stuff and he was nice so I kept coming back. One thing led to another and when I found out about a place off the map where no one gets in or out without help I thought it would be the perfect place to hide from the people trying to put a bullet through my head." Then she winced slightly. "I was also mildly tipsy when I made that decision."

Cassandra looked a little incredulous. "And he just brought you here?"

"I paid him."

Cassandra's expression turned to what could only be described as disappointed but not surprised. Then her attention went back on the redhead, glossy eyes fixated on the floor. To say she sucked at comforting others was an understatement. Daniela was far more well versed in the art of making others not feel miserable but she was nothing if not stubborn enough to try.

"Listen," she shifted to sit in front of her, hand placed gently on a wet cheek. "If anyone ever dares come near you with the intention of harming you, I'll make them regret every life choice that led them there. You're safe here." She may not be great with her words, but if Cassandra excelled in anything, it was keeping her loved ones safe. Loved one huh.

Nicole leaned into her touch, finally meeting Cassandra's eyes. There was a gentle kind of determination in her golden gaze, accompanied by a fiery rage that, for once in her life, brought comfort as opposed to terror. It came with the knowledge that it wasn't directed at her but at whoever may want to harm her.

She didn't doubt her words. Instead she shifted closer, face nuzzled in the crook of Cassandra's neck and, barely above a whisper, said: "Thank you."

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haileygarciasunshine · 3 years

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Too late

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Written: May 4th, 2021

Posted: May 4th, 2021

Warning: Fluff, Angst

Word Count: 1,944

Author's Note: For the sake of this piece, Sam has an apartment. Little Mermaid AU ish and Wandavision Crossover.

TV and Movie inspired Masterlist

"Dating is hard." Bucky groaned dropping himself beside you on the couch.

Giggling you nodded in agreement. "Welcome to the twenty-first century."

Bucky groaned again as he closed his eyes allowing his head to meet the back of the couch.

Turning to face him, you became mesmerized by his features. Following his jawline with your eyes, you trailed along to his lips. As you gazed at them, you couldn't stop the thoughts of wondering what they'd feel like against yours. Would they be soft? Would they be gentle or rough?

"Hey." He spoke softly as he gently nudged you. "Did you hear what I said?" Sitting up, his gaze was filled with concern.

"Huh?" You creased your eyebrows together, as you watched his lips mouth his words. "Oh, uh, n-no. Sorry."

"S'alright." Bucky grinned, his eyes gazing around your face. "I asked if you found out any information about your mom?"

"Oh." You whispered. Clearing your throat, you adjusted your position away from Bucky. "Yeah, yeah, I did."

Lifting his gaze, his ocean eyes held intently onto Y/E/C ones. Silently he was pleading for you to tell him what you found.

"Well." You sighed, crossing your legs underneath you. "She was the scarlet witch back in the day..." Your voice trailed off as you shrugged your shoulders. Promptly, your gaze dropped to your lap as you studied your chipped nail polish.

"Y/N." He spoke, his voice becoming soft once again. Bucky's thumb and forefinger found your chin before maneuvering your face closer to his. Bucky's breath danced along your lips at your close proximity.

"That's...That's-"

Sam'ss apartment door suddenly burst open as Steve and Sam filed inside. Neither one spared a glance your way as they rushed into the kitchen.

The sudden noise, caused both of you to jump away from one another. Clearing your throat, you quickly rose to your feet. Smoothing down your bunched-up shirt, you quickly joined Sam in the kitchen while passing Steve on his way out.

Letting out a sigh of relief, you leaned against one of the counters crossing your arms along your chest.

Sam cleared his throat, as he looked at you in question from across the kitchen island. "So, when are you two going to stop dancing around your feelings for one another?" He raised an eyebrow in the process.

Groaning, you leaned your head back allowing you to stare at the ceiling. Opening and closing your mouth several times, you frowned before moving to lean against the island, facing Sam.

"Don't try and deny it," Sam spoke shrugging. "Everyone can see it."

"Sam." You warned letting out a defeated huff. "He doesn't see me that way."

Sam shook his head. Before he could open his mouth, both Steve and Bucky barged into the kitchen bickering about something only they knew about. Grinning to yourself, a silent chuckle fell past your lips. Returning your gaze to Sam, he sent you a knowing look.

"I, rather, Bucky, has an important announcement," Steve spoke proudly, as he clasped his hands upon Buckys shoulders. "Go on, tell 'em what you just told me, Buck."

Both men shared a chuckle before he turned to face, you and Sam. A pit began forming in your stomach as you felt your heart fall into your stomach. Attempting to shake the feeling, you turned to Bucky giving him your full attention.

"I...I have a date." He spoke grinning from ear to ear.

Instantly, the feel of the room had changed from elated to disappointment. Furrowing your eyebrows together in confusion, you felt the smile that your lips had previously been holding falter to a frown. While tears began welling in your eyes.

Your mouth had become dry, while you felt a rasp forming in your throat. "W-What?"

The three men turned their attention towards you. Steve and Bucky shared the same confused yet concerned etched expression, while Sam wore one of sorrow.

"I...I have to go." You muttered, rushing out of the kitchen.

As you gathered your belongings, you felt the droplets of your tears that had fallen from your cheeks. Muffled sobs began falling as you felt yourself beginning to sniffle in the process.

Your mind was quickly clouded, preventing you from thinking straight. Gathering what you could, you quickly put your shoes on before bolting.

Attempting to gather your composure, you made your way back to the compound. You had felt surprised that you were able to hold it together the entire ride back.

Busting into your room, you made your way to the shower in hopes it would comfort you. Changing into a pair of comfier clothes, you laid on your bed, staring out of your bedroom window at the night lights of the city. Your mind was quickly clouded with thoughts of how many other people were experiencing heartbreak as well.

The sound of someone knocking on your door caused you to jump.

"Who is it?" You questioned, hoping deep down it would be Bucky wanting to check up on you.

"It's Wanda." She spoke. "Can I come in?"

"FRIDAY, can you please unlock my door?"

Wanda rushed in making sure to lock the door behind her. Throwing her arms around you, she pulled you in for a bone-crushing hug. Before you knew it, the floodgates had opened. Tears streamed down your face as sobs shook through your body, as your arms laced around her holding her in your iron grip. Without a word, Wanda held you tighter as her hand ran up and down your back. The only sound in your room was the sobs that fell past your lips.

After some time had passed, Wanda pulled away enough to create a slight space between you. Your cheeks carried a pink tint upon them. Your eyes falling down to her shirt that had produced a slightly darker spot upon it than anywhere else on it.

"S-Sorry." You hiccuped feeling tears welling up in your eyes again.

Wanda giggled, shaking her head slightly. "Don't worry about it."

"I don't mean to intrude-" Vision's voice startled both you and Wanda. Turning to face the android, you raised an eyebrow in question.

"Vis." Wanda whined. "We talked about this."

"Oh, yes." Vision spoke glancing back in the direction he had gone through the wall. "I...Y/N, sounded like she was in trouble."

Glancing at Wanda, her expression had morphed into one of being mortified. The sound of hearty laughter bubbled up inside you. It wasn't long before tears cascaded down your cheeks for an entirely different reason. Holding an arm across your stomach, you placed your free hand upon Wanda's forearm attempting to keep yourself sturdy. It didn't take much longer before both Wanda and Vision were sharing your hysterical laughter.

Wiping the remainder of your tears, you got up from your place on the bed approaching Vision. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you pulled him in for a warmth-filled hug.

Vision tensed as he was under the impression he had miss read the situation.

Pulling away from him, you gave him a toothy smile. "Thank you."

Returning to your previous position beside Wanda, you pulled her in for a hug giving her a smile.

It was a few days before you'd see Bucky again. You had gone out of your way with the help of Steve, Sam, Wanda, Vision, and FRIDAY to make sure you wouldn't run into him accidentally.

Taking a deep breath, you stood across from the living room attempting to steady your nerves. With a sudden boost of courage, you made your way inside, making a b-line for Bucky.

Clearing your throat, you bounced on the balls of your feet slightly. Bucky quickly glanced up from his book before doing a double-take. The color draining from his face as if he had seen a ghost.

"I-Is this seat taken?" You questioned offering him a sweet smile.

"Yeah." He spoke while shutting his book.

Your smile faltering at his confession as you felt heat dance along your cheeks.

"By you."

Letting out a breath you hadn't known you were holding, you nodded before sliding beside him on the loveseat.

A suffocating silence fell between you. Bucky had made a conscious decision to make sure his leg and shoulder wouldn't accidentally bump yours, not wanting to cross any lines.

"So-"

"I-"

Sharing a toothy smile, you began giggling that turned into fits of laughter. Any remaining tension that lingered was disintegrated. Letting his guard down, his leg was pressed firmly against yours. While his arm rested on the back of the couch directly behind your head.

"You first," Bucky spoke, motioning towards you.

Nodding your head, you cleared your throat. "I...I... Um..." Closing your eyes, you felt your heart drop once again. "I have feelings for you...And I know I lost my chance, but I don't want to risk losing your friendship too.." Your voice trailed off, while you dropped your eyes to your fingernail bed, pushing back your cuticles. "I'd...I'd like to hear about your date."

Glancing at Bucky from your peripherals, you were able to see his jaw had fallen slack. The more seconds that passed by, the more you felt hours had passed. Time had slowed down.

"I...I should go." Before he could respond, you raced out of the living room locking yourself in your bedroom.

As the shock of your confession fell away, he reached for his phone. The realization of how long overdue the call was crossed his mind.

Rushing out of the compound, Bucky dashed to the agreed-upon meeting place.

"There you are." A light voice greeted him. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to show."

Greeting him with a hug, Bucky stiffened at the contact. Pulling away from her, he shoved his hands into his pockets.

"The name's Agnes." She grinned, holding her hand out expectantly towards Bucky.

"Bucky." He spoke, nodding at her.

"Shall we-"

"Listen, Agnes." He let out a sigh. "This...This isn't going to work out."

Letting out a frustrated sigh, she rolled her eyes. "I was hoping I wouldn't have to do this, this century, but here we are." Moving her arms, time froze around her.

"What-"

Before Bucky knew it, Agnes let out a snarl before lunging at Bucky. Dodging her first attack, Bucky gazed at her with widened eyes.

"Fine. We can do this, the hard way." She chuckled. Moving her hands a purple hue enveloped around Bucky.

Binding his wrists and ankles, Bucky was hovering slightly above the ground. "Why are you doing this?"

"Don't worry, it's not you I want." She spoke circling around him.

Without allowing Bucky to further question her, she pulled her shell necklace out from underneath her blouse. Standing directly in front of Bucky, she held her necklace in front of him. Gazing into his eyes, she saw them change to purple orbs before returning to his previous artic color.

Waving her hand, the purple mist was gone. Time resuming.

"There you are Agnes sweetheart. I was looking everywhere for you." Bucky greeted, placing his hands on her hips gently tugging her into him. Placing his lips upon her cheek, he gave her a chaste kiss.

Agnes, grinned devilishly, as a plan began forming in her mind.

Wondering down the street, you made your way to your favorite coffee shop.

"Y/N!" Bucky's voice called before you.

Your shoulders dropping in defeat as you let out a groan.

"I want you to meet someone."

Turning to face Bucky, you were surprised to see a brunette clinging to his side.

"Y/N, this is Agnes." He motioned to her with his free hand. "My girlfriend."

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julie-thefatones · 3 years

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THERES NO ONE LIKE YOU || BILLY HARGROVE X READER||

A/N : I just wanted to thank @i-thought-i-knew-what-love-was for helping me with the idea of this story for I was having a block lol!!! Also im sorry if i didnt catch all the typos or mistakes, i tried my best lol! anyway i hope you guys like it :)

WORD COUNT: 5290

WARNINGS: 16+ (Kissing, Rude Language)

It was Summer 1985, it was unbelievably hot in Hawkins, IN this time of year.. but this year was different, it was hotter than any summer before that I could remember, so that only meant one thing.......Everybody and I do mean everybody was at the public pool. It was the only public pool in town and no on really thought or maybe they just didn't bother to get a pool of their own.

As I made my way to the pool just like every other day this summer, I felt different. I wasn't sure if it was because I did my hair different than usual, Instead of my usual half up half down action, I decided to do it to the side and crimped, it made me feel like I was in Teen Beat under the 'Your New Summer Doo' Section.... Or maybe it was my new swim suit that was all the rage this year with the coolest Neon Yellow and Hot Pink color block, sure it made me feel somewhat like a glass of strawberry lemonade but if i'm gonna be a glass of strawberry lemonade i'm gonna be the hottest glass of strawberry lemonade there is.

Well whatever, Im not going to let this strange feeling ruin my day at the pool, no way, nothing is going to ruin this day unless its an overly packed swimming pool with no room to breath...... as I walked through the gates of the public pool, I looked around, took a deep breath, and sighed "Ruined" I whispered to my self while closing my eyes. I walked over to my usual pool chair dodging kids left and right as i made my way, blocking out the parents yelling across the way for 'TOMMY STOP PUSHING YOUR BROTHER UNDERWATER!' I mean you think Tommy would know by now that when he tries to drown his younger brother, he's going to get yelled at. Taking deep breaths the whole way to my chair trying not to let anyone get to me, I laid my towel down and took my seat. I laid there for maybe 10 minutes before i heard Mrs. Fowl yelling once more "TOMMY STO-" but this time she was cut off *WHISTLE NOISE* "TOMMY! STOP DROWNING YOUR TWARP OF A BROTHER BEFORE I DROWN YOU! YOU KNOW THE RULES! YOU LITTLE DOUCHE" I heard a male voice call across the pool, I tilted my sunglasses down to see what was going down, first I saw Mrs. Fowl rolling her eyes at what the mysterious male just yelled, I scanned over to discover who this mysterious male was... He made his way down the side of the pool greeting a group of middle aged women who gawked at him. He was slowly getting closer to the Life Guard tower and thats when I realized who it was that was calling orders and greeting people across the pool...... It was Billy Hargrove, the new, but well known bad boy of Hawkins High School. Girls went Ga Ga over him, he was hot sure but I never really understood why these girls threw themselves at him, he was just a guy, I mean not to mention he was a major douche, didn't show respect to anyone he talked too, also I couldn't stand how loud his freaking car is!! like dude, not necessary, especially not necessary when its 3:00 in the morning!! did i mention he lived down the street from me. I was deep in thought, not realizing i was still staring at Billy, but now he was sitting at the top of the Life Guard tower, I didn't realize i was staring until he stared back at me and winked "Oh my gosh" I whispered to my self in embarrassment, I rolled over pushing my sunglasses back up feeling completely mortified, Maybe he would forget about it... I mean he has girls staring at him all the time.

I laid there for about 2 hours, forgetting about my slight interaction with Billy across the pool. I didn't feel bothered the last 2 hours until i felt a large presence blocking my sun, with out opening my eyes for not wanting to get out of my zen "Hey! Sasquatch, who ever you are, your mama wasn't a glass maker, so if you would kindly move out of my sun I would deeply appreciate it, thanks" I heard a cocky chuckle above me, as much i didn't want to, I opened my eyes, and there he was right above me... Billy "Ya know, its not polite to call people Sasquatch... and for your information my mom could be a glass maker... so you making assumptions .. well thats just plain rude" He said, licking his lips before continuing "But, i'm a very forgiving person so i guess ill let it pass" He said with a big cocky smile, I couldn't help but feel flustered, even though he was being so overly confident and cocky... he just had this charm about him ... but i wouldn't let him know that, I rolled my eyes in response and kept a straight expression laying still "Oh, Hey Billy.... I didn't know you worked here" I said with as little emotion as I could express "Now, I don't think that is true Y/N, I saw you checking me out earlier" He said with the same cocky but teasing tone, I scoffed "Oh please Hargrove, you wish i was checking you out" I felt him shift behind me before he answered "Ya know, usually when someone is just staring at another .. it means your checking them out" After hearing his words I tilted my sunglasses down to look at him "You flatter yourself sir" I said with a teasing smile, he scoffed and looked off and then back to me "hmmm alright Y/L/N, well my mistake" I rolled my eyes once more and pushed my glasses back up "Alright, you've blocked my sun for long enough, now move along Sasquatch" I said, back to no emotion, He chuckled "Yes Ma'am, I would hate to deprive you of your sun" He winked before walking away. I couldn't help but stare after him as he walked away..... I quickly looked away, realizing what i was doing ... What was I doing... I don't like Billy.

The next day rolled around, and I was feeling slightly more excited then usual to get ready to go to the pool. I know what you're thinking... NOO it had nothing to do with Billy... I just was excited to cool off in the water...... and lay in the sun again.... and maaaybe it had something to do with Billy, but its nothing big... I just like to give him a hard time, that is all... that. is. all.

I walked into the pool area, same as yesterday, but today I wore my red swimsuit that had little frills on the straps with a red Scrunchy to match. I laid my towel down, again like yesterday and just like clockwork I heard the same male voice as yesterday "TOMMY! DO WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH THIS EVERYDAY! NOW STOP DROWNING YOUR BROTHER SO I DON'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO YOUR MOTHERS TERRIBLY SHRILL VOICE YELL AT YOU TO STOP! IT IS LITERALLY THE WORST PART OF MY SHIFT!" I looked behind me to see Billy finish walking to his place at the Life Guard tower, I couldn't help but chuckle at Mrs. Fowl's face, mouth wide open in offense to what Billy said.

The afternoon flew by and Billy paid absolutely no mind to me, he just say on his tower and every now and then yelled at Tommy.... But other than that.. nothing. I Hate to say i was slightly disappointed, yesterdays banter was not only fun but the most entertainment i have had this summer, all my friends were away for the summer leaving me alone ... hence the coming to the pool by my self everyday. The past week went by the exact same way, I would show up to the pool looking the cutest i can look interchanging the 3 swimsuits i own, and the 3 different hairstyles i knew how to do. But nothing, he would yell at Tommy, sit and do nothing... except when he would flirt with bimbo mcBarbie or wanna be Farrah Fawcett, it made me have a pit in my stomach... not that i was jealous... absolutely not, I was just bored.

The next day, I showed up, the same way as I had been for the past week.. except today i had no expectations except to mock the plastic Phoebe Cates wanna be that would flirt with Billy endlessly today. Today I wore my red swimsuit once again, with the same matching scrunchy... I sat and prepared to be disappointed again. I sat for about 20 mins, and just like a week before.... someone was blocking my sun, I couldn't help but grow a small smile on my face, I tilted my sunglasses and looked right at mr. Billy Hargrove with his cocky smile in front of me "You're blocking my sun Sasquatch" I said with a teasing tone "Oh my apologies ma'am" he said right before walking away. Really that was it .... no banter nothing.... I sighed aloud before sinking into my chair, what was gonna do .... and as I heard Mrs. Fowl and Billy yell at Tommy, thats when it came to me.

I approached the edge of the swimming pool, took a deep breath, was i really gonna do this... just to get Billy's attention? I rolled my eyes at myself, before stepping into the pool. I carefully walked closer and closer to the middle of the pool, looking around at all the kids around me, they looked like they were having so much fun. I started to rethink my plan, I didn't want to scare any of these kids just to get a stupid guys attention... a guy i don't even like! 'this is so stupid' i thought to my self before starting my way out of the pool, but thats when i heard the most annoying high pitched laugh coming from the Life Guard tower, and thats when I saw the Bimbo Phoebe Cates wanna be standing beneath Billy at the tower, and with out thinking I went for it. I started flailing and putting my own head under water to mimic drowning "HELP! HELP!" I screamed each time i came up for breath "HELP! I NEED HELP" I continued to scream, Thats when Billy just casually climbed down from his tower like nothing was going on and walked at a normal pace over to the edge of the pool before getting in. Billy swam effortlessly to me, and before i even knew it he swooped me up into his arms bridal style, carrying me out like i weighed nothing.... as we were exiting the pool, I had to admit, the way the water dripped off his hair and down his chest, Billy Hargrove was insanely hot.... I couldn't help but just stare at him, his face was not only hot, but it was .... Beautiful .. i mean his complexion was flawless... his eyes were such a beautiful shade of blue, and his smile was brilliantly white.. and thats when i realized he was smiling at me, I slightly shook my head in order to leave the trance i was in "Wow Y/L/N, that was quite the scene you made there.... you alright?" Billy asked in his teasingly cocky tone he always had, with his big smile, I rolled my eyes "Gosh Hargrove, please excuse me for making a scene by almost dying .... how rude of me!" I scoffed, he licked his lips with a chuckle "Oh almost dying? My bad ma lady, you did in fact almost die" he glanced at the pool and then back at me "In the 4ft end of the pool" he said with a huge smile looking straight into my eyes, with embarrassment i glanced at the pool and back at him "I was not in the 4ft end! i was at least AT LEAST!!! in the 8ft end!" I exclaimed in defense to myself, I hated lying, not only did it make me feel terrible but i was bad at it!! I noticed Billy was still holding me, and I only noticed because Bimbo Barbie and Wanna be Plastic Phoebe Cates was staring at me with murder in their eyes. Billys grip tightened around my thighs and arm as he effortlessly held me "Y/N, I had to train in this pool for 5 hours everyday for week before the pool opened to get this job..... I think i know where the 4ft end is" He said to me with confidence, I was at a loss for words, I had no comeback except for "Well, they must have painted to numbers wrong on the pool" Great one Y/N, stellar... they totally painted the numbers wrong on the pool, especially since you stood just fine where you 'Drowned' .. it was totally the 8ft end ... I wanted to face palm so badly but i didn't wanna give myself away that easy, my thought was interrupted by Billys laughter "Ya know! I bet they did paint them wrong.... My bad Y/N" He said in a sarcastic tone, I rolled my eyes in response "Well Billy, Thank you for helping me ... now if you would please let me down" I said, even though I didn't mind him holding me.... it sure was fun pissing The bimbo twins off. He smiled and nodded his head and gently let me down "It was a pleasure saving you Y/N" and as he started to walk away he turned back to me "Ya know, i teach swim lessons... I could teach you a couple things" He said with a wink "Yeah! maybe! Don't want to drown again" I said while wringing out my hair "Good! wouldn't want your fellow swim team to know that you forgot how to swim over the summer" He said winking before walking away "Yeah!!! that would be embarrassing!!!" I called after him, once he was not looking my face hit the palm

hand so hard it's like they were magnets.

Before leaving, with all my pride gone anyway, I walked up to Billy "Hey!" I exclaimed up in order for him to hear me up there on the tower, He looked down at me and smiled "Oh Hey Y/N!" He responded "Billy, did you mean it?" he squinted his eyes like he couldn't understand me, I sighed "Did you mean it!!" I exclaimed a little louder, but he still squinted with confusion "Ya know! why don't you just climb up here and tell me" He exclaimed to me, I sighed and looked around "Why don't you come down here!!" I yelled back, and again he squinted, I rolled my eyes and started up the ladder "Was this really necessary Hargrove, I see you talking to the barbie twins all the time with out having them climb up here" I said exasperated, he just smiled propping him self up on his chair "Yes, but you see... Im not actually listening to them.. its the same thing every time" he says before he start " 'Oh Billy, you look so strong, please take me out for a ride sometime' 'Oh Billy, I bet you could bench me with ease' " He said in his best girl impression and then went back to his normal voice "and yadda yadda yadda, but you! if you're talking to me... it must be something worth hearing! so how can i help ya Y/N?" I couldn't help but chuckle "well, i was just wondering if you meant it, when you said you would give me swimming lessons?" I said, looking down at my hands that were clasping the edge of Billys seat to keep my balance, I could feel his eyes on me, but i refused to look at him until i heard his answer "Well, That depends.... are you asking?" He asked, with pure joy in his voice out of amusement, I mustered up my confidence to look at him "Maybe!" I said, he was smiling the largest, cockiest smile, placing his whistle in between his teeth, not breaking his eye contact with me and then *WHISTLE NOISE* "TOMMY! IM GONNA COUNT TO 3 AND IF YOU ARE STILL BEING A LITTLE DICK IM GONNA COME DOWN THERE AND TIE YOU TO A TREE ..... BET YOU WOULDN'T LIKE THAT KID!" He yelled, still not breaking contact , I again couldn't help but chuckle, he opened his mouth so slightly so that the whistle would just fall out with ease, his mouth still open he grew a sheepish smile "Yeah Y/N, It would be an honor to teach you to swim" I smiled "Good!! thanks" I said as I started to climb down the ladder "Hows 10pm tonight?" He said, and I popped back up to level with him to make sure i heard him right "Huh?" he chuckled "I said how about 10pm tonight?" I just sat there for a minute, no knowing what to say.... I would have to sneak out in order to do that but before i could stop myself i said "Yeah sure!! that works for me" He smiled even bigger "Great!! Ill see ya then Y/L/N" I started down the Ladder again "Great!!!" I exclaimed.

I ran home and did the usual, eat dinner with the family, go to my room and read whatever book i'm reading until my parents go to bed, in which i usually go to bed or sneak down to watch some TV to myself, but not tonight.... tonight i was sneaking out.... I've never snuck out before ... let alone sneak out to be with a boy.... and not only that .. the town bad boy ..... ugh! what am I doing.

As soon as I heard my parents bedroom door shut I finished prepping my hair and slipped on some shorts over my swimsuit. I ran down the stairs and snuck out the door, making sure to close the door very slowly in order to not make a sound, clicking it shut ever so slightly, as soon as it shut i sighed in relief and turned running into someone behind me causing me to scream "WHAAAA!" I screamed "Geesh Y/N!! Ya want the whole neighborhood let alone your parents to know your sneaking out" I heard Billy whisper to me as he clasped his hand over my mouth, I let out a huge breath happy it was just him and not some criminal, I licked his hand to get it off my face, he laughed before removing his hand "Excuse me Hargrove, you almost gave me a heart attack" he chuckled "You know this is your second brush with death today, I don't know if me being around you is good for your health" I smiled to myself, Oh no... You definitely are not Hargrove. I looked at him and then realized "Hey!! why are you here, i thought i was meeting you at the pool?" we continued to walk down to his car "You really think i was going to let you walk to the pool, by your self, at 10:00 at night" he said as he held the passenger door to his car open, I rolled my eyes "Im not getting in there" I said crossing my arms, he scrunched his eyebrows confused "and why not?" he asked "Because i hate your car" I said without thinking, he laughed, now leaning on his open car door, looking at me with an amused smile "Oh really? You hate my car!!! you have never been in my car, my car is offended" He said teasingly, I rolled my eyes once more "Why do you hate my car?" He asked, I sighed a big sigh "Because!! it's entirely too loud, which usually wouldn't bother me, but when its waking me up at 3:00 in the morning and i am having a really good dream... yeah that would make me hate a car." He just looks at me with disbelief before bursting into laughter "Well, we're gonna change that" he said winking at me and opening the door wider "Now please get in the car" he said gesturing to the car "No! i'm not getting in the car." I stood my ground, I was not getting in that- My thought was interrupted by strong arms scooping me off the ground and before i knew it I was in Billys arms "Billy!! what are -" he set me in the passenger seat of his car and closed the door before i could finish my sentence. Billy effortlessly swung into the driver seat and within seconds we were zooming down the street, in usual Billy fashion... I had to admit, it was exhilarating going this fast with the music blasting this loud I couldn't help but belt the lyrics along "THERES NO ONE LIKE YOUUUUUU! I CANT WAIT FOR THE NIGHTS WITH YOUU! I IMAGINE THE THE THINGS WE DOOO" I belted, Billy smiled at me in awe, I could feel the blood rush to my cheeks and Billy started belting the song, hitting his steering wheel to the music, nudging me with his elbow to join back in, so I did. We belted songs all the way to the swimming pool, it wasn't a super long drive... but it was probably the most fun I have ever had in a 5 minute drive. As we pulled up to the pool Billy turned off the car and within seconds he was at my door helping me out. "Soooo are you even allowed to be here this late?" I asked looking around for security cameras, Billy chuckled "ummm thats up for debate, but for tonight.. yes" I nodded along "Alright.... why tonight but not other nights? did you bribe the security camera guy" Billy looked at me as he unlocked the gate to the pool "Not exactly" He said with one of his famous Billy winks, I have received more winks from billy in the last 12 hours then i have received in the past year its self.... but I didn't mind. He finally got the lock undone and we walked in, out of habit i started walking toward my usual chair "Ha, where you going Y/L/N?" I stopped in my tracks and realized what i was doing, I started back to Billy, but being flustered I tripped over my feet causing me to fall right into Billys arms, I couldn't tell if he moved to come catch me or I was just falling in

his

direction and caught me... either way, I liked the feeling of his arms around me "You know, you're a real dork" He said with a chuckle, and in a moment we just stared into each others eyes, until me being me had to sneeze, I faced away and sneezed into my arm, Billy helped me gain my balance before letting go of me "ehem.... well i'm gonna get the pool cover off and then we will start the lesson" I watch as Billy hastily got the cover off, I felt bad letting him do it alone, so I started helping him, he looked up at me and laughed "What are you doing Y/L/N" He said with a chuckle, I smiled at him "What!!! I wasn't gonna let you do it by yourself!!" He just smiled at me and then shrugged as we continued to get the cover off. We were now standing in the middle of the pool "Okay, Y/L/N, let start with basics.... Floating" He said looking at me as if to say 'Come closer' "Y/N You're gonna have to get closer to me" he said smiling grabbing my hand a pulling me closer to him, I looked up and our face's weren't even an inch away with how close we were, I could feel his breath on my cheek "you're gonna want to get on your back" He said in almost a whisper, not moving from how close he was to my face, I blinked a slightly turned to look into his eyes "Excuse me?" he chuckled "To float.... you're going to want to get on your back to float" He said smiling, all of a sudden his face was gone away from mine and i felt one hand on my legs and the other on my lower back as lifted up my Legs and balanced me out ... I was now on my back floating in a pool with Billy Hargrove "Alright, Im gonna let go" he said, he actually sounded kind of nervous, which i have never heard from Billy, as i felt his hands start to move away from me I couldn't help stop my self "No" I whispered, not wanting his hands to leave from me, he smiled and moved closer "If i don't let go, you wont learn" He said, i felt his fingers lightly graze my lower back "Well, I also wont learn if you leave me on my own too soon... ill sink" I said trying have a teasing tone but it was slightly ruined by my heavy breathing, i couldn't help i was filled with all kinds of emotions right now. Billy leaned down closer to my face "Thats true, good job" He said with just as heavy breathing as me. We focused on my floating for about 15 minutes before we went on to other things, we swam all together for about an hour or so until it started to get pretty cold, I could help but shiver "You need to stop Y/L/N?" Billy asked making his way back over to me "Im just a little cold, i'm okay though" I said through chattered teeth, he chuckled and ducked lower in the water and came over to me the rest of the way "C'mon, get down here" He said pushing my shoulder so that I would be in the water as deep as him, he moved closer where his arms were now around mine, and once again our faces weren't even an inch apart "better?" he whispered, all I could do was nod my head, I really was getting warmer.... "You smell good" I said, Did i really just say that...... 'you smell good' ? really??? ugh! ... Billy laughed "Thank you, I take pride in that." he said, moving a little bit closer "As you should, smelling good is something you should take pride in" man i am one with the words, i'm surprised he is even still here, with my stellar flirting..... A week ago I didn't even like looking in Billys direction, and now..... Now i wanted nothing more then to feel him closer not only physically but personally... He was a lot different than i thought he would be. I felt him start to lean in closer to my face, I didn't know why but i back away, which made me really mad at myself.... why did I do that "Im sorry I-" as he apologized I moved back to where I was and closer, inviting him to continue what he was gonna do, he smiled and then moved in, before i knew it his lips were on mine with out thinking I started moving my lips with his, our motion so fluid, he was good at this, his hands were now on my back moving me closer, and there we were ... me and Billy Hargrove.. making out in the middle of Hawkins Public

Pool at

11:45 at night. We both pulled away by the sight of lights passing down the street, cautious of getting caught, we both looked back at each other and laughed "You're good at that" I said catching my breath, once again feeling the blood rush to my cheeks "You're very honest ya know that" he said, rubbing my back now "Ya wanna know something though.... You're good at it too" He said looking down and quickly licking his lips and then looking back up at me "How do you do that?" I asked, he scrunched his brows confused "How do i do what?" I sighed "Get me from hating you to ... to... this! in less than a week" I exclaimed in a slight whisper "Its my super power" he chuckled "Now, c'mon... I better get you home" and before I could blink his hands were off my back and he was effortlessly hopping out of the pool. totally disregarding the stairs, he held his hand out to help me out the same way "I think, Im gonna use the stairs... ya know because ... thats why they are there" I said teasingly, he rolled his eyes "But where is the fun in that" he scoffed as he walked over to the stairs to meet me, and as soon as I reached the top he had me slung over his shoulder "Aaahh!!! Billy, I know that events today may prove other wise, but I do know how to walk on my own" I said in protest "Sure! but what if i let you down and all of a sudden a eagle comes down and swoops you away and i wont be able to stop him" I rolled my eyes at his comment "The likely hood of that happening, is about as good as me winning the lottery 3 times in 2 days" I said still hanging upside down on his shoulder "Well, maybe i just like holding you" and then ladies and gentleman .... butterflies happened... oh boy.

We had a good 5 minute ride back to my house, where he held my hand, in which I tried to protest just to mess with him but inevitably gave in... I like it. When we pulled up, just like before Billy quickly got out of the car and had my door open in second, helping me out and walking me to my door with our fingers interlocked, I started for my door until i felt a tug of Billy pulling me back to him, I knew he was strong, but just one tug i was flying back to him, he had to catch me, in which our faces were once again within millimeters from each other "We gotta stop meeting like this" He said teasingly with his famous smile "I gotta tell you something" I slipped out "I know how to swim and I wasn't really drowning, I pretended to get your attention" I said entirely too fast, he chuckled "I know" I paused at what he said "You know?" I asked confused "Ya know Y/N, You are a terrible liar..... First off no one drowns in the 4ft end of a pool unless your 3, and second we may not have talked too often in school... but that doesn't mean I didn't notice you, You're the captain of the swim team, which is why i brought it up earlier today, so of course you know how to swim... I offered the swim lessons as joke.. and then you came and asked and..... I couldn't be happier you did" He said still holding me, I smiled and did a little excited hop "You noticed me?" I said a little too eager, he chuckled and looked away and then looked back "Theres no one like you Y/L/N" he said right before taking my chin lightly with his fingers and bringing me in for gentle but passionate kiss goodnight.

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Lena and Kara catch Superkid and Maya kissing then try to have the the talk with them but Superkid gets awkward and drags Maya out of the house taking her to go get ice cream

Wow, what a scene! Hope this is what you had in mind. @shackalack-alpaca I hope this is also what you had in mind. Embarrassment level 10 :)

THE TALK.

Word count: 970.

You have super hearing. YOU HAVE SUPER HEARING! It’s what you are screaming to yourself, loudly, in your mind. These things were never supposed to happen, and yet. Yet here we are.

“Wow! That’s a big kiss!” Kara speaks first, making you and Maya startle, moving as far away from each other as you possibly can.

“Moms!” You yell in shock, turning red from embarrassment. You look at Maya, also looking flushed next to you, and you can hear her heart beating so fast, you’re scared she might have a heart attack.

Kara and Lena are both on the other side of the living room, and they have different expressions on their faces. Kara is practically laughing at you, like she is having the time of her life knowing she’ll be able to annoy you with this situation some time later. Lena, on the other hand, looks like she would give anything to unsee what she just saw.

You weren’t even doing anything that serious. You and Maya are very careful when your moms are around, because who likes kissing in front of their parents, right? But they weren’t home, so you were kissing kissing, and a lot focused on what was happening, so you didn’t hear them arriving.

“I should go.” Maya picks up her backpack on the floor, throwing it over her shoulder, and you agree with your head immediately.

“I’ll walk you to the door.”

“No. Wait a minute-” Kara says, making you both stop walking. None of you turn to them, just keep your heads down, and stay in the same position as you are. But you dare to glance at them, and you see they’re having their telepathic conversation, and you shiver. Not good. Really bad. Dear Rao, should you play dead?

“Please, sit down, girls.” Lena finally says and your stomach drops. If you fly towards the center of the Earth, how much more terrible would it be to drown in lava than to have this conversation right here?

“Moms, can we-” You try, but Lena shakes her head in denial, before you’re finished. So you sit back on the couch, and Maya follows you. Kara and Lena sit in front of you two, and you breathe deep trying to look calmer than you actually feel.

“We are aware you’ve both been seeing each other for a while now, and there’s nothing wrong with showing affection.” Lena starts, and oh Rao, oh God, oh Thor, why are you being punished so hard? “But obviously you two are way too young to be sharing, you know, that type of intimacy.”

“We were not-” You try to defend yourself, but Lena interrupts again.

“Oh, I know. If you were, this conversation would be very different, believe me.” Lena says, and you look at Maya from the corner of your eyes. She is looking to the floor, completely incapable of looking at your moms. “We just want to make sure you both know there’s a time for everything.”

“Your time will come.” Kara adds, and you look down, blushing furiously. Why Rao? Why? “And believe me, it’s going to be fun, and great, and magical and-”

“And hopefully not on my couch.” Lena adds, taking the embarrassment to the next level.

“Yes! Definitely not here!” Kara agrees, then smile at you. “We know kids your age want to have se-”

“Nope.” You stand up grabbing Maya’s hand. She is taken by surprise, but she stands up too. “I think we’ve heard enough.”

“We didn’t even talk about the birds and the bees.” Kara reaches out trying to stop you, but you’re gently pushing Maya out of the living room, so she doesn’t catch you.

“There’s no need. We’re not doing birds nor bees, or anything remotely like it, so, we’re gonna leave now.”

You don’t wait for permission or for any disagreement from their parts. This is too mortifying and out of line. If you were getting ‘the conversation’ alone, that would be terrible, but still understandable. But you and Maya going through all of that together? Rao, no. Completely out of line.

You close the front door, cursing yourself for not being able to kiss and pay attention to your surroundings at the same time, and as soon as you’re a few feet farther away, you look at Maya.

“I’m so sorry. That was, I don’t even have words for how disastrous that was.” You beg, holding her hand. She seems to be coming down from her own wave of embarrassment herself, when she looks at you.

“Were they going to talk to us about sex?” She asks, as shocked as you feel.

“Kara was probably going to, and then Lena was probably going to stop her eventually, but-yeah-I mean-yeah. They were going to.”

And to that Maya lets out the loudest laugh you’ve ever heard coming out of her mouth. You stay there, not knowing what to think and how to react. Is she laughing about the absurdity of the situation, or does she actually think it is funny?

“I mean, Jamie warned me they were very-” She thinks about it for a second. “affectionate with each other. I didn’t think that would include us.”

“God, it doesn’t.” You let out a chuckle. “Can we please go eat ice-cream and forget this ever happened?”

“Yes to the ice-cream, big no to forgetting about this.” Maya kisses your cheek, and resumes walking, still holding hands with you. “I’m so telling Jamie this happened.”

“She’s never gonna let us live this down.”

“I don’t wanna live this down.” Maya looks at you, and makes you stop walking when she steals a little kiss from your lips. “I wouldn’t want to forget about any moment I’ve spent with you.”

You smile, feeling your heart almost burst in excitement. Ok, maybe the whole thing wasn’t even that bad.

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