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Trick and Treat
Pairing: Sam Abrams x Nic Blake
A/N: Happy Halloween!
Warning: brief depiction of nudity and sexual acts (not explicit but implied)
“Let’s do this last street and then we can go back home. She’s getting tired,” Nic told her husband, readjusting their daughter in her arms. Despite Joan’s drooping eyes she still managed to drum the side of her mother’s head with a glow stick they got from a particularly frugal neighbor a few houses down.
“You’d never be able to tell from the way she’s acting,” Sam replied, amused at Joan’s obsession with the glow stick. It was going to be impossible to get it away from her come bedtime.
“And whose fault is that?” Nic gave him a pointed look. “You let her have candy.”
“It was a few M&M’s. I finished off the bag.”
“Still, you’re on bedtime duty tonight.”
“Sam? Nic? It’s good to see you two,” a familiar voice said, and they looked back to see Natalie walking up behind them, her son holding onto her hand.
“Hey, Natalie. Owen, nice costume! Captain America is always a great choice,” Nic greeted.
“Thanks!” Owen gave a toothy grin.
“Sam, I didn’t expect to see you in a costume.” Natalie had a look of amusement on her face. “Are you supposed to be Doc Brown?”
“Frankenstein, actually,” Sam replied, thankful that the dull street light was able to hide his red face. The last thing he needed was people at work learning he wore a wig with his Halloween costume. Or that he dressed up.
“I'm the bride,” Nic added. “And Joanie here is our little monster.” She tickled Joan’s stomach and made the toddler giggle.
“Aw, a family costume. How cute.” Natalie grinned.
“Do you and Owen want to join us? We’re just going down this last street,” Nic offered.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to intrude–” Natalie began, but Nic shook her head.
“I insist. It’ll be fun. Right, Sam?” Nic looked to her husband who sighed.
“As long as you promise not to tell anyone what you saw,” he said to Natalie.
“Your secret is safe with me,” she assured him. Sam gave a nod as a silent thanks and Nic gestured to the street filled with parents and children going door to door.
“Shall we?”
The group began walking down the street, Owen leading the charge excitedly. As they approached the first house, porch light on and decorated like a graveyard, Nic handed Joan to her husband. The toddler wasted no time smacking Sam in the face with the glow stick. Natalie and Nic both laughed.
“She really likes that glow stick huh?” Natalie asked as Owen followed Sam up to the house through the yard.
“Oh yeah.” Nic nodded. “She got it about three houses in and refuses to let it go.”
“At least it’ll keep her entertained.”
“I give it a few days. It reminds me of when she was obsessed with Sam’s work badge.”
“Is that he was late every day for a whole week?” Natalie asked.
“Yep. She refused to give it up every morning. I think it was her way of trying to keep him from leaving.”
“That’s so sweet. I have to say, since Joan was born Sam’s been a lot more mellow at work.”
“Mellow?” Nic snorted. “I never thought he’d be described as mellow.”
“Mom, look at the candy I got!” Owen shouted as he ran up to them with his bucket. Sam followed behind, Joan’s hand tugging at the crazy gray wig.
“Wow, that’s a nice one!” Natalie beamed as Owen showed her the full sized Hershey’s bar.
“Let’s get to the next house before Joan rips this thing off my head,” Sam said tiredly, gently pulling his daughter’s hand away from the wig.
“Trick an’ treat!” Joan shouted, holding the glow stick up above her head. “Trick treat!”
Walking a bit further down the street, Natalie and Nic stopped at the driveway of another house. This one was decorated like candy land. Not exactly scary, but the kids were delighted by it. Sam headed up the driveway with Owen and Joan, and Natalie looked at Nic.
“Is there a reason Sam is the one going up with Joan and not you? I just thought you’d be trading off.”
“Oh.” Nic shook her head. “I haven’t been trick or treating since I was about Joan’s age. Some jerk down the street from where I grew up thought it would be funny to scare a toddler. So I’ve sort of been scared ever since.”
“I had no idea.”
“It’s not something I really advertise. Besides, it’s always more fun handing stuff out to kids. And whatever’s left over we get.”
Natalie nodded. “Yeah, Sam did mention you guys were just going to leave a bowl on the porch with a note.”
“I doubt there’ll even be a bowl left.” Nic chuckled. “Where’s Will? I thought he’d be out here with you and Owen.”
“He’s working the graveyard shift.”
“Oof, Sam’s told me those on Halloween are the worst. He did everything he could to avoid it tonight.”
“Mommy!” Joan called out, giggling as she ran down the driveway towards her mother.
“Joanie, careful.” Nic scooped up the toddler as she reached her mother. She looked up at her husband as he approached with Owen. “What are you wearing?” Nic asked her husband.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he replied seriously, though trying to keep a smile from forming as he stopped in front of her, wearing a pair of plastic glasses with fake eyeballs dangling at the ends of springs.
“Oh my god.” Natalie laughed, then Owen appeared.
“I got some too!” He said excitedly, wearing the same glasses as Sam.
“Uh oh, one of us is going to have to change,” Sam joked. Nic and Natalie rolled their eyes in amusement before heading further down the street.
By the fifth house Joan had fallen asleep, head resting on her father’s shoulder as she drooled on the costume scientist coat. Sam and Nic bid Natalie and Owen a happy Halloween before quietly heading home.
The candy bowl was still there, along with the note. Nic grabbed it as they headed inside and Sam went up the stairs to put Joan to bed. When she was finally in bed, out of her costume and into pajamas, Sam headed towards the bedroom.
“I’m glad to finally get that damn wig off.” Sam walked into the bedroom, looking through the open door into the bathroom. Nic had changed into her night clothes and was in the process of brushing her teeth. “It itched like hell. Reminded me of when my brother brought home lice and gave it to the whole house,” he mumbled, peeling off the layers of costume.
Nic laughed through a mouthful of toothpaste before spitting it out. “You should’ve let me do your hair with that spray and some gel.”
“And risk residue staying in my hair and outing to my colleagues that I dressed up for Halloween? I’d rather die.”
“Either way, you look good with gray hair,” she teased. After rinsing her mouth out, she began to floss, and when she did she felt a pair of arms on her waist before she was pulled against Sam’s chest.
“Y’know, Halloween isn’t over yet. There’s still time for you to have a treat,” he whispered into her ear.
She hummed as she continued to floss. “What kind of treat?”
“Your favorite.”
“Ooh, Twix,” she joked, throwing the floss away. “What about Joan?”
“Already in bed deep asleep, so that means I’m all yours tonight,” he told her, kissing her cheek and trailing down to neck. “And you’re all mine.”
Smiling, Nic bit her lip and tilted her neck to the side. “So that’s the kind of treat you had in mind,” she teased.
“These night shifts have been killing me. I’ve missed you.”
“I can tell.” Nic grabbed his arms and unwrapped them from her waist before facing him. “Show me how much you’ve missed me,” she said, pulling him into the bedroom.
“Sam?” Nic prompted as she rolled on top of him. She kissed him lazily, feeling his fingers run through her hair.
“Hmm?” He hummed in response.
“Would you do anything for me?”
“Anything,” he responded, free hand grabbing her waist to pull her closer.
“Anything?” She smirked. “Even buy that Christmas tree I want?”
Sam paused, opening his eyes to look at her. “What?”
“You know I’ve been bugging you about it,” she chuckled. “Was that not what you were expecting me to say?”
“I thought you were going to ask about renovating the kitchen,” he replied. “Or doing the thing. Not the tree.”
“So you’re more okay with me asking to spend possibly thousands on renovating the kitchen than you are spending a hundred dollars on a new Christmas tree?” She quirked a brow, pushing up to rest her forearms on his chest.
“I thought it would be something we need.”
“Oh you don’t think we need a new Christmas tree?” She challenged. Nic began to move off him to get out of bed. “Let me show you how un-tree-like our current one is.”
Before she could get out of the bed, Sam already grabbed her waist and pulled her back in. She fell back onto the mattress, her husband on top of her.
“You can get the tree,” he told her.
“Really?” Her brows perked up.
He nodded. “If we can do the thing.”
Nic grinned, threading her fingers through his hair. “Sounds like a deal, Dr. Abrams.”
Tags: @hyperionshipping @the-dark-fae-and-her-fos @canongf
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so mad and anxious i feel like i'm gonna throw up but just remember it's okay you aren't responsible for lives of people you don't even talk to anymore no matter what your OCD is telling you and no matter what you've said abt them good or bad. many things out of my control and that's okay. many things i'll never have genuine answers about and that is okay. IT'S OKAY it's literally all terminally online bullshit issues or it's stuff that is too too big for you to handle and is also happening on the other side of the country in some random person's life. there's many things i don't know that would def ruin my day if i did so why should i be speculating about shit and letting it ruin my day. OCD‼
#clyde.txt#bad for crow#emeto tw#i never want bad things to happen to people ever even if i've had my grievances but my ocd tells me that simply like talking thru my issues#with someone to someone else is be sending bad vibes straight to them and it's my fault if anything bad happens to them . LOL
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in 12 days it'll be anthony and i's first marriage anniversary
#one down many more to go#he's my fated soulmate#♡ it's embarrassing for a sailor to lose his bearings — ⌜ anthony hope ⌟#bad for crow#typewriter dings
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breaking news: for the 1st time in history sammy leopardsealz got seasick today
#sam.txt#the crossing on the ferry was rough boys#but i think its also bc i had a mocha a while before. coffee can make my tummy a bit tender n ig it was too tender today </3#but saw manx shearwaters from the boat so all is well#also heard corncrakes n saw a SNOW BUNTING!!!!#im fuckin wrecked now so im gonna shower n then render myself unconcious#emetophobia#bad for crow
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Doesn't android 17 canonically have a wife and kids?
yes and it's me + those are our kids. happy to clear things up <3
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it should be illegal for netflix to print their little "now a netflix series!" circles DIRECTLY on the cover of books that inspired shows they've cancelled
#saw these on some s&b and soc books in target yesterday#i was like bffr#netflix i'm in ur walls#shadow and bone#six of crows#netflix#also applicable to the half bad series by sally green#lockwood and co#too i'm so sorry my brethren we r in the trenches fr
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Matthias: *has one Unholy™️ thought about nina*
Matthias to himself: TAKE A WALK YOU ABSOLUTE WHORE. AND WHILE YOUR AT IT YOU MIGHT AS WELL JUMP IN A RIVER YOU SLUT.
#his chapters are so funny to me lmaooooo#bro is so down bad all the time and he actively hates it💀#meanwhile Nina: hi I like your unholy thoughts#he could probably get away with half the stuff he fantasizes about if he just let go a little#he’s so big and sweet and stupid lmao#matthias helvar#soc#six of crows#soc matthias#soc nina#nina zenik#helnik#incorrect soc#incorrect soc quotes#Matthias#Nina#soc helnik#the grisha series#grishaverse#leigh bardugo#leigh bargudo#crooked kingdom
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The Crow (1994)
dir. Alex Proyas
#the crow#filmedit#*#usersavana#userkitkat#usergiles#tusershay#userkraina#usersjoy#filmgifs#moviegifs#fyeahmovies#tuserlou#tusertyler#jokerous#chewieblog#cinematicsource#usersugar#woah first time posting gifs onto my main in like 300 years!!#'down bad' doesn't even cover how i'm feeling about him rn
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due to this goddamn information i cannot stop calling him Sekastian
#not a typo#i can't scold someone who's name is kaz thats too fucking cool#ergo--#SEKASTIAN >:0#kaz brekker#six of crows#soc#soc duology#six of crows duology#*saints forsaken my bad
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my boy will never be free
#forever in hell gate#forever believing nina betrayed him#never to be taught that maybe grisha aren't all that bad#nobody touch me#shadow and bone cancelled#six of crows spinoff cancelled#shadow and bone#six of crows#grishaverse#crooked kingdom#ruin and rising#siege and storm#wylan hendriks#jesper fahey#wylan van eck#wesper#helnik#kanej#kaz brekker#matthias helvar#nina zenik#inej ghafa#zoyalai#leigh bardugo#malina#genyadavid#netflix
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Thanksgiving Surprise
Pairing: Bernard x Nic Blake
A/N: First Bernard fic! Big changes to the ship!
Nic having stomach issues wasn’t uncommon. In fact, both Edith and Frankie had the flu back to back, causing at least Bernard or Nic to be sleeping in the room with the youngest girls. And just a week prior Autumn caught a stomach bug from school that caused her to miss a few days. So spending a few minutes a day (and occasionally late in the evening) hunched over a toilet spilling her guts into it was expected. Having four children ensures someone else in the house will get sick, and more likely than not that person ends up being Nic or her husband as they’re the caretakers. But this felt different and had gone on for a suspicious amount of time. At first she assumed it perhaps had something to do with her cycle; it happened once before, years prior to any of the girls being born and it was confirmed to be a hormonal issue. But looking back at her calendar, Nic grew worried when she realized she had missed an entire cycle despite being on her pills. Still, a sinking feeling settled into her, a feeling that was confirmed as she sat on the floor of the first floor bathroom.
The Thanksgiving get-together they were hosting was boisterous and exciting outside the bathroom door. The girls were excited to have their Aunt Abby visiting, and they were more excited to find out their father invited Santa and Mrs. Claus. Frankie and Edith were practically bouncing off the walls all morning. It got worse when they actually arrived.
Through the door, she could hear her oldest daughter eagerly telling Abby about the book she was reading in class. She could hear the ramblings of her youngest, their baby girl, as she told Mrs. Claus all about her teammates on the swim team and their coach. She knew that Edith and Elsa were in the kitchen helping Bernard with getting the sides for Thanksgiving dinner ready, and most likely sneaking pieces of stuffing. But it was all muted as she stared down at the positive pregnancy test that was about to change the dynamic of their family.
Taking a deep breath, Nic washed the test before setting it on the edge of the sink and washed her hands. When her hands were dry, she stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door behind her. Bernard came into the living room with Edith and Elsa who joined their sisters at the coffee table. They were making their own turkeys by outlining their hands. It was a tradition. Abby sat on the couch behind them, Carol to her left and Santa in the recliner.
“This is one of the things I miss,” Scott said to Abby as they watched the football game on the TV. “There’s not really any sports channels at the North Pole.”
“Or time to watch the game,” Carol added humorously.
“Mommy, look at my turkey!” Frankie held up the partially finished turkey. Her hand was still so small, and it was starting to make Nic tear up.
“That’s so good, firefly. It’s going to look amazing on the fridge.” She bent down and pressed a kiss to Frankie’s head. The seven year old looked pleased at her mother’s approval.
“Speaking of time,” Scott spoke up. “Bernard, Nic, thank you two for inviting us for Thanksgiving. The Pole’s been so busy.”
“Of course. I remember how busy it gets so close to Christmas,” Bernard said.
“It also gives the kids a chance to get their feet wet for when they take over,” Scott added.
Nic quietly stepped over to her husband and rested a hand on his arm. “Hon, can we talk? In private?” She asked quietly.
This caught him off guard, and he looked at her in surprise. “Now? Can it wait? The turkey’s almost done.”
“It’s important,” she told him sternly.
“I’ll take the turkey out,” Abby spoke up, noticing how tense her best friend was. Nic didn’t often speak in hushed tones, especially not when the girls were awake or in the room.
He sighed and nodded, allowing his wife to pull him towards the bathroom. The girls were too caught up in their hand turkeys and talking to their guests to notice. And once the door shut behind them, Nic visibly relaxed, but only slightly.
“What did you want to talk about?” Bernard asked, growing a bit worried about the nervous energy coming from her.
“Do you remember that weekend in September when we went down to the Oceanfront and… reconnected?”
“I don’t think I could ever forget that,” he replied, a bit blissful from the memories of the weekend. “We should do it again, maybe make it a yearly thing.”
Nic sucked in a deep breath. “You might want to table that idea. We might have done a little too much reconnecting…” She nervously glanced away from him as she reached for the pregnancy test on the sink behind him. “Because I’m pregnant.”
Bernard went pale as she spoke. “What?!” He half-shouted, half shrieked in surprise and shock.
Everyone in the living room paused, having heard his voice through the door. But the oven beeped, drawing Abby’s attention and getting her off the couch. Autumn and Elsa quickly followed to help with setting the table.
“Is that a metaphor?” He asked quickly. “As in you’re expecting news, preferably good news.”
She shook her head. “No, Bernard. It’s literal; as in our family of six is about to be seven.”
“How did this even happen? Aren’t you still on your birth control?”
“Yes, but it’s not a guarantee,” she reminded him. “Besides, the hotel gave us plenty of complimentary things. Contraception was not one of them.” She sighed, setting the test down.
A silence fell over them and he reached to take her hands. Despite the very obvious anxiety on both of their faces, Nic felt comfortable knowing he would be there.
“What are we going to do?” He asked quietly. “What do you want to do?”
“I… I want to have this baby. I don’t mind growing our family. Do you?”
He shook his head. “If it’s with you, I don’t mind one bit.”
Her shoulders fell, the weight of the anxiety and fear beginning to leave. Bernard pulled her against him, and she held onto him tightly. Her face was buried in the fabric of his sweater as she spoke.
“We’ll probably have to move.”
“Probably.”
“Maybe they’ll have a Black Friday deal on houses or something,” she joked.
Bernard laughed. “Maybe.”
Silence fell over them again, and he heard Nic sniffle. It was a telltale sign she was crying, or about to.
“How are we going to tell the girls?” She mumbled quietly. “Frankie’s the baby, she might have a hard time dealing with a baby sibling. And what if they all start feeling neglected because our focus is on the new baby? What if none of them want a new baby sibling? Is this really what’s best for the family?” She was tearing up the longer she spoke, and Bernard chuckled as he gently pulled away.
“I remember this. I don’t miss it,” he said lightheartedly.
“Don’t miss what?” She asked, sniffling again.
“The anxiety that causes you to overthink which triggers a mood swing and makes you upset.” He reached up to hold her face in his hands, wiping away stray tears with his thumbs. “Frankie is only a year older than Autumn was when she was born.”
“But they’re not little kids anymore.”
“Sugar Cookie, the girls will be fine. We’ll talk to them. We’ll check in with them. We’re going to get through this and we’re going to do it together, okay?”
Sniffling again, Nic nodded. “Okay.”
A grin broke out on Bernard’s face. “We’re having a baby.” The smile was contagious and Nic found herself with one as he kissed her happily and softly.
“We are,” she laughed breathlessly.
There was a knock on the bathroom door and Abby’s voice came through. “Is everything okay? Dinner’s ready and everyone is just waiting for y’all.”
“We’ll be out in a minute,” Bernard called. They heard Abby’s footsteps lead away from the door and he looked at his wife. “Want to go tell everyone the big news?”
“I don’t think Thanksgiving dinner is the right time,” she admitted. “I want to at least tell the girls after everyone is gone, though.”
He nodded. “Okay. Then let’s just enjoy Thanksgiving dinner together, as a family.”
“As a family.” She smiled and opened the bathroom door before they stepped out to head to the dining room.
Tag list: @canongf @hyperionshipping @the-dark-fae-and-her-fos
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cool cool cool. cool. yeah. fine. don't even care. normal about it and like, don't even care at all. cool
#he had been so much of her world for so long. WHATEVER..... IDEC................#everyone always talks about kaz being down bad ... bc he is. he fell so far he's running around in dante's malebolge rn. BUT#inej................. oo she loves him BADLY... happily she's self aware but still#six of crows#kanej#inej ghafa#grishaverse#crooked kingdom#my post
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I have suddenly remembered anthony and i's one year marriage anniversary is next month
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regrettably i have gotten sick 2 more times & my hands are shaking like im 90 yrs old ❤️
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they are still everything to me <3
#i need to reread the books tbh the kanej brainrot is bad rn#anyways. ask for kanej art and i shall provide!!! always happy to return to my roots LOL#shadow and bone#kaz brekker#inej ghafa#kanej#six of crows#fanart#soc#sab#grishaverse#crooked kingdom#phantasymist#art#illustration#my art#procreate#digital painting#digital art#artists of tumblr#artists on tumblr#six of crows fanart#soc fanart#kaz brekker fanart#inej ghafa fanart#kanej fanart
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