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Best of Both Worlds

Summary- This is a one shot that takes in the Magical Mystery Ride universe of Teddy Baxter(OC) and Tyler Seguin. Teddy has a fantasy and Tyler takes action to bring it to reality

Author's Note- this is purely a work of fiction. I have no knowledge of Tyler's or Jamie's sexuality. Also you don't need to read prior chapters for this one shot. Some things to know - Teddy previously had a FWB thing with Oleksiak(called Lex in the story) and is best friends with him. She is in now in loving, committed relationship with Tyler.

Warnings- SMUT, alcohol use, intercourse, oral sex (male and female giving and receiving)

@pattiemac1

Sunday morning, February 17th

"Pretty One- I'm home," Tyler called from the front entry. The boys came running as he walked into the kitchen to put down his keys and duffle bag. "Where's Mama?" he asked as he headed into the living room. He stopped when he heard a tell-tale moan. "Boys stay here," he laughed as he bounded up the stairs.

He opened and saw her sprawled on the bed, legs spread wide. Her fingers worked her clit as her back arched. "Yes, oh fuck yes, Tyler," he heard as started he stripping off his game day suit. It was two AM and he had just landed from his late night flight from Florida. He smirked at her total wantonness as his erect cock sprung out of his boxers.

Her eyes opened wide as she felt him climb onto the bed. "Hi, got started without me?" he maneuvered his body on top of hers and kissed her neck.

She moaned softly, "I had a dream. Couldn't help myself."

His hand replaced hers and she gasped, "What was your dream?" He asked lazily as he chose a slow and deliberate pace.

"I can't tell you. It's too embarrassing," she moaned as he fucked her with his fingers.

"That hot, huh? Tell me- I want to know," he moved his fingers from inside of her and caressed her left breast.

She whimpered, "Please, put them back and I will tell you."

He grinned and moved his fingers lower. "It was a threesome…. with you and Lex," she groaned as he began to rub circles again.

"Oh yeah? What was I doing Pretty One? What was he doing?" He asked casually as she rocked against him.

"You're not mad?" she gasped.

"Tell me or I will get mad," he demanded.

"I was sucking his cock while you fucked me," she admitted.

"Fucked you how? Pretty One, tell me how I fucked you," he whispered in her ear. "That's hot," when she told him from behind, he casually flipped her over on the bed. "Show me. Show me how you wanted to be fucked," he grunted in her ear as she assumed the position. "Oh, I like it," he grabbed her hips and thrust into her. "Who knew that you were so naughty?" he teased as he fucked her hard. "You want us both, huh?" he asked. Teddy struggled to speak as her mind raced. "Use your words Teddy," he panted, "Get out of your head and fucking tell me."

She moaned, "Yes. I want both of you fucking and sucking me. Making me cum again and again. Oh god, Tyler don't stop. Please, please- oh my fucking god."

He slammed into her again and again, "Mmmm, such a nice visual, Teddy. Taking both cocks at one time. God damn, so hot, " he panted, "I am so close, Teddy. Are you close?" Teddy nodded as her moans became grunts and growls. "Oh yeah, there you go, Pretty One. Cum on my cock. Mmmmm, come on my pretty little slut," he commanded. His words pushed Teddy over the edge and she erupted in a series of pulses and spasms. He came with a final thrust and collapsed on her back.

"Mmm,that was not the welcome home I was expecting, but I will take it," he laughed. He rolled off of her and pulled her to him. She was silent and he looked at her. "Teddy?" he asked, "Teddy talk to me."

She glanced up at him, looked back down and sighed, "Pretty little slut?"

Tyler lifted her chin, "Don't get into your head. It's just a fantasy. It doesn't make you a slut. I don't think you are a slut. Nothing could be further from the truth."

Teddy grimaced, "Promise? Because I feel really slutty."

Tyler kissed her forehead, "It's a pretty common fantasy. It makes sense for you to imagine it with Big Rig and me. We are your safe people. You would be safe with us."

Teddy blinked, "Would be?"

Tyler smiled, "If you actually wanted to do it. Your two men making you cum again and again. It's hot. I could think of worse things to do with my time."

Teddy grimaced, "I don't want to do anything that would damage us. You are too important to me. I love you too much."

Tyler kissed her softly, "I know. I am secure in my position as your favorite penis person on the planet. I am the love of your life. He is your best friend.” He laughed and caressed her body, “I also know that I can make you cum harder than he can."

Teddy laughed, "Well, that is true. You make me cum harder than anyone on the planet. Are we seriously discussing a threesome? This is not a conversation I ever thought I would have with you. Fuck, is this a dream?"

Teddy gasped as Tyler rolled her over and felt her readiness between her legs. He slid into her slowly, "Definitely not a dream. Does it feel like a dream, Pretty One?"

Teddy moaned, "No, feels very real….and HARD, so fucking hard."

Tyler teased, "Now, I am convinced that I need this to happen just so I can see for myself how much harder I make you cum than he can."

Teddy, "Did you just make this a competition?

Tyler continued with long, deep strokes, "Yes, one I plan on winning, but first I am going to make you scream my name again. I know I can do it."

Teddy arched her back, "Oh, I know you can too."

THE NEXT MORNING

Tyler walked into the Stars Center with more than his usual swagger. Lex caught up with him in the hallway. "Seggy," he said as he opened the door into the Stars practice facility. He smiled as the brunette forward walked past him, "You are unusually chipper this morning. I am assuming a good morning with Bliss."

"It is always a good morning with Teddy, but yes- it was an exceptional welcome home last night," Tyler chirped.

Lex rolled his eyes, "Rub it in, why don't you?” as he remembered his night in a very empty bed.

"You asked, Dude," Tyler laughed, "if it's any consolation, you were involved."

Lex's eyebrows shot up as he sat in front of his locker, "Involved?"

Tyler walked over and whispered, "Yeah, Teddy had a dream about the both of us."

Lex's head swiveled around and he whispered, "like a threesome?"

Tyler said nothing but nodded his head affirmatively.

Lex blinked, "How do I respond to that?"

Tyler shrugged his shoulders, "Just know that the scenario has been discussed if you are open to the idea."

Lex stared back at Tyler who replied, “Just sayin’.”

Friday, February 22nd

Tyler paused at dinner, "So I invited someone over tomorrow night to watch the game. I hope you don't mind."

Teddy looked up, "Tyler, it’s your house. You can invite whoever you want, but who did you invite?"

Tyler smiled, "Big Rig."

Teddy was puzzled, "You invited Lex? Why would I mind that you invited him?”

Tyler smirked, "I also told him about the dream."

Teddy's mouth dropped open. She stared at Tyler who shrugged his shoulders. She looked down and gulped, "Let me get this straight. You invited Lex AND told him that I had sexual fantasy about a threesome with him? Why? Why would you do that Tyler? Did you want to humiliate me?"

Tyler got up, walked to her and crouched by her chair, "Do you really think I would do anything to purposefully humiliate you? Do you think that there would be anything that would cause Big Rig to lose respect for you? We’re your guys. We love you."

Teddy turned to him and placed her hand on his cheek, his beard rough against her soft skin. He smiled at her with a soft smile, "It's entirely your decision. As far as he knows, it's just an invitation for the game with his best friend and her devastatingly handsome boyfriend. If you want it to be more, I am okay with it. You don't have to decide right now."

Teddy whispered, "I'm afraid that you won't love me as much afterward. Nothing is worth that happening.”

Tyler whispered back, "Never going to happen. You are stuck with me forever."

Teddy kissed his lips, "Promise?"

Tyler returned her kiss, "Promise."

THE NEXT AFTERNOON

Teddy walked into the house through the garage, "Sweet One? Can you help me unload the car? I got stuff for tonight." Tyler jogged from the living room and scooped her into his arms, spinning her around. "Pretty One! I missed you."

“It’s been two hours, Tyler,” Teddy laughed, "Put me down. I need to unpack the groceries."

Tyler carried the bags inside and began to unpack them. He noticed a small bag in Teddy’s hand and walked to her. "What do you have in your hand?" he asked quietly. She handed the bag to him. The outside of the bag read Condoms To Go. He opened the bag and saw the Magnum condoms. Tyler looked at Teddy and grinned, "Who are the condoms for Teddy?"

Teddy blushed, "You know who. I am not committing to anything. Just prepared in case."

Tyler pulled her to him, "Just him? I don't have to wear them?"

Teddy grabbed his ass, "Monogamy has its privileges. I mean, unless you have something you need to tell me."

Tyler held his hands up, "Teddy, you wound me."

Teddy grimaced, "Bad joke- very bad joke considering what I am considering."

Tyler kissed her gently, "WE…. what WE are considering. He will totally be seduced by our sexual chemistry. Just kidding- it's all your sexual energy."

Teddy jested, "Should we have rules? I feel like we should have rules."

Tyler nodded, "Absolutely- Teddy does whatever Teddy wants and the penis people comply."

Teddy pouted, "Seriously, what are the boundaries?"

Tyler paused, "Teddy, this may come as a shock to you, but this is not my first threesome with another man. This is your fantasy. You tell me what you want me to do and I will do it. It probably won't be the first time I’ve done it."

Teddy blinked, "Okay, we are going to put a pin in that and discuss it again at another time, because damn-that's hot."

Tyler smiled, "No judgment? I was a little nervous about that confession."

“Tyler, I assumed that you didn’t fall in the solely heterosexual end of the sexuality spectrum. We’ve never talked about it, but I am not surprised.“ Teddy kissed him, "As my really hot boyfriend reminds me all the time, "I don't care who you fucked in the past as long as you are fucking me now."

Tyler laughed, "Wait, I said that? Damn, I’m smart."

"I may be taking creative license, but yeah," she retorted. "Let's go take a nap and then you can help pick out my clothes."

TWO HOURS LATER

“Teddy, quit wiggling around. Have you slept at all?” Tyler groaned and rolled into his back.

Teddy climbed on top of him, legs straddling his waist and body curled onto his chest, “Can’t sleep. My mind will not turn off.” Tyler could literally feel the nervous energy exuding from her body. He wrapped his arms around her to hold her still. “Tyler, I want to do it, but I am going to need your help to stay out of my head. Can we have a code word or something? So you know when I need your reassurance? How about pickles?”

The sounds of Tyler’s laughter echoed through the bedroom, “Pickles? That’s subtle, Teddy- really subtle. You’re not going to fool Big Rig with a code word. If you need it, just ask for it. One of us will give it to you.”

Teddy laughed, “Well, I am hoping that both of you give it to me. That’s the point.”

Tyler arched his eyebrow, “Look who is getting into the spirit. If you want me to shut it down for any reason, just say pepperoni. Here is your code word.” He slapped her butt, “Go get dressed. He’ll be here any minute.”

Teddy looked confused as Tyler spoke, “I told him to come earlier. I do actually want to watch part of the game. We can have the pre-game activities, then watch hockey.”

Teddy stuck out her tongue, “We’ll see about that. I plan on being very distracting” She climbed off the bed and went into the closet to get dressed.

Teddy emerged in a pink velour track suit covered in red hearts. The hooded jacket was cropped and she wore a white crop top underneath. Tyler smiled, "I like it- cozy yet sexy as fuck.” Teddy rolled her eyes. “What? I can’t help that you are that sexy” he laughed.

Gerry craned his head, started barking then sprinted downstairs. Tyler swatted Teddy's ass and headed downstairs. “I’ll go get him. Come down when you are ready.”

Teddy went into the bathroom and examined her reflection. She felt her cheeks flush and body light itself on proverbial fire. She tugged at her crop top and turned to look at her ass. She smiled as she remembered Tyler’s words- ‘sexy as fuck’. “Let’s hope so,” she said to herself. She walked slowly down the stairs and stopped short when she saw Lex standing in the kitchen casually talking to Tyler who was leaning over the counter. Tyler looked up and smiled which caused Lex to turn around. Both of them looked at her and she pushed her hair behind her ears. Tyler was dressed casually in an Under Armour shirt and long black shorts. She was fairly certain that he was going commando underneath them. Lex wore a Stars t-shirt that gripped his biceps and gray sweatpants. “Damn,” she thought to herself Lex in gray sweatpants had been her sexual kryptonite at one point. Teddy blinked and gulped as she took the final step. She tripped over her feet and almost stumbled to the floor. Both men raced to her side.

"I'm fine," she blushed as she stood up. She kissed Tyler’s cheek, "I'm nervous as fuck."

She stood up to find Lex watching her closely-one eyebrow raised, "You okay there, Bliss?" She nodded yes as he lifted her up into his arms. He brought her up so that his mouth was near her ear. "So does Seggy’s out of the blue invitation have anything to do with this dream I've heard about? Is this some sort of loaded invitation?" he whispered in her ear.

"I don't know. Do you want it to be a loaded invitation?" she whispered back. "Do you think it will fuck up our friendship? What if I suck at threesomes?"

“I came hoping it was a loaded invitation,” he looked her in the eyes and smiled. Tyler stood quietly to the side, but listened intently. Lex assured, "We were friends before we fucked,right? And have been friends since we stopped fucking? Nothing we do tonight will change that. We are best friends for life."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "Promise? Not going to answer the last question though?"

"Promise," he swatted her behind as he set her feet back on the floor, "I don’t need to answer the last question. It is a fucking ridiculous question to ask. I will be damned if I let you go back to doubting yourself and sex. Got me?” Teddy blinked then nodded in understanding. “I am digging the outfit, Bliss. How much did you stress about the outfit?” he laughed, “Definitely better in person than on video."

Tyler asked, "Video?"

Both of them turned to him as Lex nudged with his elbow, "Yeah, she just posted a Shein haul today. Don't you watch her videos?" Lex mimicked her, "Don't forget to hit the subscribe button and notification bell to get all my latest content!"

Teddy poked him in the ribs, "Don't mock me and don't be mean to Tyler." She walked over to Tyler and hugged him, "Love you Sweet One. I need a drink and a round of shots."

"Coming up." he soothed.

Lex watched Tyler pour the strong drink and round of shots. Teddy took a long sip before heading to the couch, plopping down in the middle of one end. She placed her drink on the coffee table. Tyler sat to her right with Lex to the left. The dogs looked around for places to sit before Tyler ordered them, “Go to your beds boys.”

The three sat in awkward silence. Teddy's legs bounced awkwardly as she looked between the two of them. "Get out of your head," the men said in unison before cracking up. She looked in either direction and pouted. She got up and walked around the room as they followed her with their eyes. She turned to face them with a gleam in her eyes. She grabbed her phone and connected to the Bluetooth speakers. She shook off her velour jacket. Lex licked his lips as he admired the crop top that accentuated her curves.

He felt the familiar stirring in his cock as she walked over and climbed onto his lap. Her legs straddled his thighs. She looked at Tyler with a grin. "Scoot over Sweet One. I need you closer." She leaned forward and rubbed the blonde's chest over his shirt. "Lex, do you know what I haven't done in a really long time?" she laughed softly.

Tyler watched her with interest as Lex shook his head, "What's that?" She leaned forward ghosted his lips and whispered into his ear, "Torture you with….."

He groaned out loud, "No, don't do it."

She grinned and hit the play button. The intro to "As Long As You're Mine'' started playing.https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NuopioxLF-U She sang as he squirmed beneath her, "Kiss me too fiercely, Hold me too tight, I need help believing You're with me tonight." She kissed him passionately as she reached over and rubbed Tyler's chest. Lex kissed her shoulder as she turned to Tyler for a kiss and sang in his ear,." My wildest dreamings could not foresee- Lying beside you with you wanting me."

She returned to Lex with another kiss, "And just for this moment, as long as you're mine. I've lost all resistance and crossed some border line." She rocked her hips against his crotch as Tyler slid his hand under her shirt. Teddy turned to him and kissed him with a slow, languid kiss, "And if it turns out It's over too fast. I'll make every last moment last as long as you're mine."

Lex slid his hand into her pants, cupping her ass and sang in return, "Maybe I'm brainless, maybe I'm wise, but you've got me seeing through different eyes. Somehow I've fallen under your spell. And somehow I'm feeling It's up that I fell."

Tyler pushed her shirt up and over her head as his mouth went to her nipples as the song continued-"Every moment,As long as you're mine I'll wake up my body and make up for lost time."

Teddy arched her back and grinded harder, feeling Lex's erection beneath her- "Say there's no future for us as a pair and though I may know I don't care"

Tyler pulled her mouth to him and kissed her- "Just for this moment As long as you're mine. Come be how you want to And see how bright we shine"

Lex pulled her to him, kissing her, "Borrow the moonlight until it is through. And know I'll be here holding you as long as you're mine……." She broke the kiss and looked back and forth between her two men. Lex continued the song-"What is it?"

Teddy kissed them both quickly before mouthing - "It's just. For the first time I feel... Wicked!"

“Definitely going to have to watch that show now,” Tyler pulled her to him, twisting her body so that her back was against his chest, "Hey Big Rig, take off her pants." Teddy looked up at Tyler as she lifted her hips and Lex used his large hands to remove her pants. "No panties, Pretty One?" Tyler teased as his hands went back to her breasts, massaging them softly as Lex kissed from her sternum down her belly. She moaned as she instinctively spread her legs.

Lex licked down her thigh then back up again as Tyler nibbled her neck. "Hey Seggy," he called up to his teammate, "Did Bliss tell you that her ex told her that she was frigid?" He settled between her legs and spread her apart, blowing on her clit. "Can you fucking imagine?"

"No, he did not say that," Tyler exclaimed, "Pretty One, someone called you frigid?" He reached down and used his fingers to expose her clit.

Lex dove into her and lapped his tongue over her as she arched her back, "She never had an orgasm. He couldn't even suck her pussy right. You know how quick she cums when you go down on her."

Teddy panted, "Less talking and more sucking Lex."

Teddy reached back and felt Tyler’s erection through his gray Adidas shorts. He moved her hand and kissed her forehead, "Stop worrying about the penis people. It is all about you tonight."

Lex looked up and smiled before adding his long fingers into her. She moaned, "Fuck Lex- so fucking good." Her back arched and she panted, "Tyler, take off your shorts. I want to see you. Please, I need to see your cock." He lifted his hips and shimmied out of shorts, his erection bouncing off of his abs. Teddy adjusted her position so that she was face first in his crotch, ass high in the air. She looked back at Lex, "Suck me, Lex. Please." She turned and winked at Tyler. "You've been teasing me all day. Give it to me," she purred as she sucked the tip. She expertly sucked Tyler while Lex watched with a grin.

"Seggy, he also told her that she wasn't a good cock-sucker," Lex reported as he returned his mouth to her folds.

"Fucking idiot," Tyler hissed as his hips rocked she moaned she took him all the way into her mouth. Teddy wrapped her finger around his hardness and bobbed her head up and down, just the way Tyler liked it. His fingers twisted into her hair and guided her movements. Occasionally she would replace her mouth with her and move lower to lick his balls. She quickly moved her mouth back into place. She and Lex found a similar method of sucking and licking. Teddy paused momentarily as the sensations spread across her body. Tyler grunted, “Teddy, cum for us. Let us hear you cum loud.” She continued to stroke Tyler with her hand as her hips bucked wildly. Her eyes rolled back as she groaned loudly. When she heard both of their voices, “Teddy, cum for us. Cum for us,” she exploded in spasms. A cacophony of grunts, groans and moans escaping her mouth as she lost control.

She put her head on Tyler’s thigh and panted. Lex continued to lick her thigh as her juices flowed freely. She shook her head and smiled up at Tyler, “Okay, back to business.” Her mouth went back to his cock. She sucked at a frantic pace. She grinned when she heard the signs of his impending orgasm. “Yes Sweet One, cum in my mouth. Cum for your pretty little slut.” Tyler’s grip tightened on her hair and he fucked her mouth. He came into her mouth and she swallowed him gleefully.

Teddy sat up and leaned back against the couch. Both men looked expectantly at her. “What do you want, Bliss?” Lex asked as he kissed her neck. She looked back and forth between the two. Her eyebrows furrowed momentarily. The men exchanged a knowing look. “Get out of your head,” the two men chided her simultaneously.

Teddy continued to think before smiling, “Lex, you’re the only one who hasn’t gotten off yet. Tyler, does that seem fair? ” Tyler nodded his head no and smiled. Teddy climbed onto Lex’s lap and kissed his neck, “Lex, how do you want to cum? I want to hear it.”

The blonde grabbed her ass and squeezed it, “Your mouth. I want your mouth. Deep throat me.” She kissed down his chest, licking his nipples on the way down as she maneuvered her body between his legs. He moaned as she nipped at his nipples and she winked at Tyler.

Tyler leaned over, kissed her shoulder, and whispered into her ear, “You can deep throat him?” Teddy nodded her head as she kissed Lex’s abdomen, his erection pressed against her breasts. “Damn, show me,” he grinned as she made her way down.

Lex looked down as she took him in hand. She teased, “Hello there- it’s been a long time,” as her tongue circled around the large tip. She played with it coyly, licking then sucking. She made eye contact with Tyler as she moved her tongue up and down the length of Lex’s shaft, then looked up at Lex. Teddy placed her mouth at the tip and slid her mouth down the length of his cock.

“Fuck,” Tyler groaned as he watched her mouth move expertly. He moved to kneel beside her. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he whispered into her ear, “Damn, my lady can suck cock like a damn porn star.” He moved behind her and kissed across her back, from shoulder to shoulder. “I want a taste too,” he moaned.

“A taste of what?” she groaned as she glanced behind her.

“Big Rig cock,” he nibbled her ear and then looked up at Lex’s face. Lex looked down and saw both of their expectant faces, waiting for his consent. He nodded yes and Teddy slid to the right. She and Tyler leaned forward and licked in unison. The sensation of two different tongues on his cock overwhelmed him. The couple took turns licking and sucking before finally Tyler took his mouth and slid it down Lex’s cock. He wasn’t able to take in fully and laughed as moved to let Teddy start again.

“Seggy, no offense, but she’s better,” Lex said as he threw his head back.

“I knew that she would be,” he moved between Teddy’s legs, “Pretty One, finish him off.” Tyler pulled Teddy down onto his face and started to work. Teddy gasped and looked down with a smile. She returned to the task at hand as Lex wound his fingers into her hair. She listened for his cues.

"Fuck Bliss," he groaned, "I forgot how good your mouth feels. You take me so good- so fucking good." Teddy pulled away from Tyler's mouth and sat on her knees. Her mouth found the perfect rhythm of movement and pressure. Lex's hips bucked as he fucked Teddy's mouth.

"Goddamn, Teddy," Tyler sat up and watched as she brought Lex to the edge, "You're a goddess." He knelt behind her, "Can I fuck you, Pretty One?" Teddy adjusted her body and spread her legs. "Is that yes?" he kissed her ear.

She shook head yes as she felt Lex's grip on her hair tighten as he grunted loudly. Both Teddy and Tyler looked up as he panted, "Yes, fuck yes Bliss. I am going to cum so hard into your hot mouth." Lex exploded into her mouth just as Tyler thrusted into her. "God, you are so sexy," he bent to kiss her.

Teddy gripped Lex's large thighs as Tyler railed into her. She rested her forehead before looking up into his blue eyes. “Lex, can I have your fingers too? Please?” As a group they adjusted their positions so Lex was on his back underneath her as she knelt on her knees. Tyler knelt behind her and slid into her again, gripping her hips tightly. Both men focused their efforts on getting her off again. Tyler fucked her hard and fast as Lex’s large fingers teased her clit. Occasionally he replaced his fingers with his mouth. Teddy’s senses were overstimulated and she struggled to control the loud sounds coming from her. She leaned down and put her mouth on Lex’s abdomen in an effort to muffle the noise.

Tyler gently pulled her up by her hair. “Pretty One, don’t hide it. Be as loud as you need to be. I want to hear it. Lex wants to hear it. Be loud.”She nodded her understanding and began to moan, groan and grunt loudly. The sounds were animalistic as the orgasm flowed through her. She felt Tyler cum inside of her but continued to thrust. “One more, Pretty One- you have another one in you,” he encourage as they both continued to fuck. She screamed as the second and third orgasms hit in an almost continuous fashion. “So good Teddy, you cum so good for us,” Tyler panted as he kissed her back.

She collapsed onto Lex’s body momentarily before rolling over to the floor. She curled up her body and covered her head with her arms. The men looked at each other in question. “Teddy?” Tyler asked quietly. She didn’t respond. Her mind raced as her body continued to throb and shake. Her thoughts were a mixture of disbelief of the intensity of orgasms she just experienced and who gave them to her. Then her negative self-talk kicked in with a chorus “What kind of slut are you?” which was then followed by “Tyler is going to dump your whore ass tomorrow morning-you greedy, selfish bitch.” Tyler laid on the floor next to her and gently pushed her hair back. He smiled at her and she shook her head, “Pepperoni”.

He turned to Lex, “Hey, get your pants on. We’re taking a break.” Lex stared at Teddy for a moment then reached for his pants. Tyler stayed by her side, “Let’s get off of the floor. Move to the couch, okay?” He grabbed his shorts from the floor and shimmied into them.

Teddy rolled over and got up slowly. She sat on the couch and smiled at Tyler, “That was a little,uhhhhh, intense. Can you get me some water? My throat hurts.” Lex waved Tyler off and went into the kitchen to get her water. Teddy motioned for Tyler to sit down. Once on the couch, he pulled her into his chest. “Tyler, I need to tell you something.”

“What’s that?” He stroked her hair. Lex purposefully puttered into the kitchen to give them privacy.

“I feel pressured- not to do anything but to make all the decisions. It feels like all the decisions are choices between the two of you. I feel bad no matter what choice I make, which is a result of my anxiety. I just don’t want to make any more choices on who does what. Does it make sense?” she said softly.

“Yes, it makes sense. Do you want to stop or take a break? The game is going to start soon so we can chill for a bit.” he said as he kissed the top of her head.

“A break would be good. I am starving.” she replied as she got up and put on her cropped top and pants. They walked into the kitchen and Lex looked up expectantly. “I’m okay, Lex,” she walked to him and hugged him, “Y’all just fucked me too well.” Lex tilted his head and raised his eyebrows in question. “Okay, there may have been some negative self-talk going on too,” she added. They both stared at her. “What?” she scoffed, “You do know me, right? It’s fine.” They looked at each other and crossed their arms. “Don’t gang up on me,” she pleaded, “There may have been something about whore and greedy bitch. Oh, Tyler is dumping me tomorrow morning. None of it is true, except for the greedy bitch part. I totally am a greedy bitch, but I don’t feel bad about it.”

“Pretty One,” Tyler spoke.

“No, it’s true. Ask any other woman what they would say about someone who got to fuck the two hottest men on the planet at the same time. Seriously, that’s some fucking greedy ass shit, right there. I don’t feel bad though. I mean, face it- I’m sexy as fuck. You can’t control yourselves around me.” she laughed. “Y’all want to fuck me because I’m so hot,” she sing-songed and shimmed her breasts at them, “I give good head-make you cum so hard. Then this pussy fucks you soo good. I am a damn sexual fiend.” She walked over and hopped onto the counter in front of Tyler, “Mental crisis averted. I am good now.” He moved between her legs and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pointed to Lex, “Don’t be spilling any more of my secrets, ‘kay?”

“I didn’t spill any real secrets, Bliss,” Lex teased. “I mean if I were spilling secrets, I would ask Seggy about spanking.” Teddy reached over and threw an apple at Lex’s head.

“What? You haven’t told him about your secret spanking turn-on?” he laughed.

Tyler lifted her off of the counter and carried her into the living room, “What other secrets are you keeping from me, Teddy?”

She squealed, “It was one time and he started it!”

Lex continued, “We both know she can be loud, right? She can be really quiet in other people’s houses though.”

Teddy playfully flipped Lex the bird as he followed behind them, “Fuck you Lex. He already knew about that.”

Tyler laughed, “You really do have a thing for fucking in other people’s house, huh? At least, I didn’t get bite marks when we did it here the first time.”

Lex laughed, “Wait, you fucked here when it was someone else’s house? Bliss- what would Robert think?”

“Tyler started it! I am the innocent victim here. I was practically a virgin before the two of you got a hold of me. I started all kinds of sexual high jinks due you two.” Teddy playfully pouted as Tyler set her on the couch, “Shut up and watch your stupid game. Wake me up when it’s intermission and MAYBE I’ll let one of you fuck me.”

Tyler ran to the kitchen, grabbed his phone and ordered pizza before climbing on the couch. He pulled Teddy to him and kissed the top of her head, "Spanking,huh?"

"Too soon," she whispered.

After they ate, Teddy rested nude on the couch with her head resting on Tyler’s lap. Her feet rested on Lex’s crotch. Both men were mindlessly watching the game. Sometime in the second period, Teddy started rubbing Tyler’s thighs. He looked down and raised his eyebrows. She nodded yes and lifted her head. He lifted his hips and shimmied out of his shorts. She moaned softly and started kissing his thigh. Lex looked over just as her mouth made contact with Tyler’s cock. He leaned over and kissed her back. She turned to look then returned her focus to Tyler. Her foot, however, pressed against Lex’s crotch and rubbed up and down.

Tyler grunted softly as his hips rocked into her. “Pretty One, that’s it,” he moaned, “you know how I like it.” Lex’s fingers trailed down her back and in between her legs. Teddy lifted her ass into the air and spread her legs. She gasped when she felt two thick fingers glide into her. They started to pump slowly as she continued to suck Tyler. Teddy moaned, “Lex, get the condoms. Go get the condoms.”

“Fuck, Teddy- are you going to let him fuck you?” Tyler groaned, “That’ll push me over the edge.” Tyler watched as Lex rolled the condom down the length of his shaft. He put his large hands on Teddy’s hips and guided himself to her dripping sex.

“Ready Bliss?” he whispered. He waited until she acknowledged his words and thrusted into her. Tyler’s hips went into overdrive, fucking Teddy’s mouth hard and fast. Teddy’s body tingled with the overstimulation. The sounds of their loud sex echoed through the room. Tyler let out a combination grunt and shout as his cum shot down Teddy’s throat. She swallowed gleefully as Lex continued to fuck her hard.

Tyler got on his knees to watch. “Pretty One, you take him so good.”

Lex panted, “So close, so close- do the thing, Bliss. Do the thing.” Teddy smiled and winked at Tyler who looked on. She squeezed her muscles tight around Lex’s cock as it pumped, increasing the friction. “Fuck, Bliss…..just fucking like that,” he moan, “I forgot how damn good fucking you is. Your pussy is so fucking good.” Tyler began to stroke her clit and she clawed at the couch.

Teddy started to cum as Lex railed her deeply and Tyler toyed with her expertly. Lex was not far behind. Tyler did not let up on the pressure and kept his rhythm. Lex collapsed back on the couch momentarily. Tyler yelled at him to switch places. Lex positioned himself under Teddy’s body and Tyler took his position behind her.

“So the spanking?” he teased as his hands caressed her ass.

Teddy looked back at him. She was too far gone to speak, but nodded her consent. He raised his hand and slapped as he entered. It was overwhelming to Teddy. Sensation after sensation pulsated through her body. Her clit throbbed and danced on the fine line between pain and pleasure. Tyler’s cock filled her and each stroke pushed her closer to the edge. The swats multiplied. She was moments away from another orgasm when Tyler leaned over and whispered, “My pretty little one likes taking it hard and deep from her men, but when tonight is over, it’s me that gets to keep fucking you. I am going to fuck you like you like to be fucked for the rest of our lives. Me- just me. Say it-Pretty One- Say it”

“Just you, Tyler, just you” she nodded as another orgasm hit her. The men did stop and fucked her through another two before she collapsed in exhaustion. Her eyes glazed over as she turned onto her side, curling into a fetal position.

Tyler moved her head and kissed her forehead, ““Pretty One, do you need a drink?” She nodded her head. Lex got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler ran his fingers through her red curls and stroked her cheek, “I’ll be right back. I am going to clean you up.” When they returned, she sat and took the drink from Lex. Tyler tenderly cleaned her as she gazed silently into his eyes. When he finished, he pulled her into his lap and allowed her to straddle him. Her chest pressed against his and her head rested on his shoulder. “Pretty One, do you need me to say the words?” She nodded her head.

“Who do I want?” he asked.

“Me and only sexy me,” she answered.

“Why do I want you?” he smiled.

“Because you love me. Who is my man?”,she repeated their pattern.

“Me,” he replied.

“Who do I love?” she smiled.

“Me and only lucky me.” he kissed her again.

Lex pressed his forehead into her back as she hugged Tyler. He kissed her gently and deliberately before standing up to hunt for his sweats. She turned her head to observe him. Her eyes followed the curve of his back as he picked up the sweats and started to put them on. "Hey," she called softly to him. He walked to her and crouched to her eye level. She placed her hand on his cheek and he smiled sweetly at her. "Are you leaving? Why are you leaving?" she asked with hesitation. He paused and responded, "Yeah, don't want to overstep the boundaries." Teddy looked at Tyler who kissed her shoulder, "the only boundaries are the ones you set."

Teddy caressed his face, "Please stay. Please stay with us- just for tonight. We don't have to have the same rules as before. I don't want you to leave yet. Stay all night."

Lex kissed her softly, "Nothing I want more than to stay."

"Pretty One, let Big Rig carry you upstairs. I will clean up down here and be there soon. Save my spot." he soothed.

She nodded softly and allowed Lex to envelop her in his arms. He carried her gently up the stairs and placed on the bed. Together they made a little nest of the sheets as they waited for Tyler. He feathered kisses on her chest, "Tonight was amazing. You are amazing. My best friend is amazing,"

Teddy sighed, "Is it weird to say I love you, Lex?"

He looked up at her and smiled,"Only say it if you mean it."

She ran her hands through his curls, "I love you Lex. Always have, always will. Best friend forever."

Tyler watched from the door and approached silently. Teddy gazed at him and beckoned him to her. He slid under the covers and wrapped an arm around her. He whispered in her ear, "I love you so much, Teddy. I hope it was as good as the dream."

She responded, "Love you more. It was better than the dream. You make everything in my life better than dreams." Teddy moaned, "Both of you here. My last request of the night- snuggles and cuddles until I fall asleep. Think you can handle it?"

They both responded, "As you wish," and started kissing and caressing her. Teddy took a deep sigh and let them love her to sleep.

If you are interested in reading the whole story, it starts here-

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headinthestaticsky · 3 years

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The Dusk Calls for me, Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan: Chapter 8

AUTHORS NOTES: None of the characters in Twilight belong to me. All rights go to Stephenie Meyer.

“It's started taking its toll on me now

It comes back to you

The lights are on but the bulbs have blown out

It comes back for you.”

Test and Recognize by Seekae

Driving down to La Push brought back fond memories. I remember always hanging around Sam and Leah when I was younger. The walks around the beach were my favorite, even if I did get pushed into the water. I was the youngest after all even if it was only a year... it was a big difference to them. I haven’t seen them in years, I hope they’re both doing well. I parked next to Tyler and got out, immediately shivering at the cold wind.

“You guys are really gonna surf out here? It’s freezing.” I said. Angela grabbed a blanket from Tyler's van and handed it me. I took a seat next to Bella and stole a Twizzler.

“I mean we drove all the out here, we gotta do something.” Jessica replied.

“I don’t think I should go out there.” Eric said.

“You know, I keep thinking Eric’s going to ask me out to the prom but, he just doesn’t.”

“You should ask him.” I suggested. Bella nodded in agreement with me.

“Really?”

“Yeah.” I said.

“Yes you should, you’re a strong, independent woman.” Bella said.

“Thanks you two.”

“Bella.” I heard a familiar voice say.

“Hey Jacob.”

I looked up seeing Jacob and Sam, a smile made it’s way onto my face. Sam’s hair only got longer.

“Hey Sammy, been a while hasn’t it?”

He smiled at me before speaking.

“Yeah it has, you still haven’t gotten rid of that god awful nickname.”

“I never will.” I said in defiance.

“So, you guys surfing?” Jacob inquired.

“No.”

“No, absolutely not.” Bella said.

“Bella would drown the second she got on a board.” I joked. Bella nudged me in the ribs and laughed.

“She’s not wrong.” Bella said.

“You guys should keep her company, her date ditched her.” Jessica said.

“Note to self, never tell Jessica anything. She has a big mouth.” I thought to myself.

“What?”

“What date?” Eric asked.

Jessica giggled before continuing.

“She invited Edward.”

“She was just being nice Jess.” I said.

“I think it’s nice she invited him, no one ever does.” Angela defended.

“Yeah because the Cullens are freaks.” Mike said.

“You got that right.” Sam said.

“They are not, I am dating one of those “freaks” you know.”

Sam looked at me shocked, I thought I could see a hint of anger. Before I could ask what was wrong he asked me to come with him. I obliged and followed him I could hear Bella ask if Jacob and Quill knew him and all she got in response was...

“The Cullens don’t come here.”

I knew that would drive her suspicion of them even more, and I couldn’t do a thing about it.

“What’s wrong Sam?”

“Are you really dating one of them?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Which one?”

“Jasper.”

“Oh this is great, just great.”

“What is the problem with that!?” I asked getting agitated.

“Did you not listen to our tribe story at all?”

“It’s just a story... isn’t it? They aren’t really a enemy of yours right? Is there something you’re not telling me!?”

Sam just looked at me and then looked down again. He didn’t know what else to do. He grabbed me a few moments later though my the arms and pulled me closer. His grip felt bruising on my pale skin.

“You need to stay away from them.”

“Sam get off of me.”

“You need to listen to me Fleur.”

“You’re hurting me Sam.”

“FLEUR!”

“I said GET OFF!”

I pushed him back and looked at my arms, bruised in the shape of hands made it’s way onto my skin. Sam’s eyes soften after he saw the bruises, he muttered a apology and then left before I could get another word in. I stood there confused, my mind couldn’t process it all. He had never acted like that toward me before.

“Hey Fleur!” I heard Bella call for me.

I turned around and slipped on my sweater hiding the marks Sam left on me.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. What did you need?”

“I just heard this crazy story about Jacobs tribe... have you heard of it?”

“I remember Sam telling me about when I was younger.”

“Do you think it holds any truth?”

“I’m not sure.” I answered half truthfully.

“Oh...”

“Why did you want to know?”

“I just thought... never mind, it’s silly.”

“Okay, let’s go home, I’m freezing.”

“Yeah let’s go.”

By the time we had arrived back home the air had somehow gotten even colder. My breath could be seen in the cold, fridge air. We both rushed inside, dad was out so I made dinner for all 3 of us. I left his food in the fridge for him to heat up late. As soon as I made it up to my room my phone rang. I picked it up not seeing who it was.

“Hello?”

“Hey Darlin.”

“Jazz hey.”

“Did everything go alright down at the reservation?”

“Yeah, everything we fine.” I lied... he couldn’t know what happened today. He tried to kill someone.

“Well, there is something that happened with Bella...”

“Yes?” He asked waiting for me to continue.

“She heard the tribes story on you guys and well... it got her suspicious about you guys again. I think she knows what you guys are, or is about to figure it out.”

“It was bound to happen, Edwards too enamored with her to stay away from her.”

“I figured he had a thing for her.”

“Anyway, I was mainly calling to tell you I can’t come tonight and we won’t be in school tomorrow.”

“Is the sun finally gonna come out?”

“Yes, and we all need to go on a hunting trip. I’ll see you later tomorrow night”

“Well okay, stay safe tomorrow.”

“I will, love you.”

“Love you too.” He hung up a few seconds afterward.

I plugged my phone in and went to bed soon after.

Sure enough, the sun was out the next morning. It burned my face as I raised myself up. I picked out slightly cooler clothes today, thinking the sun would the area up a bit today. The drive to school was nice the air coming through my windows woke me up faster. The music was another plus, it was good again today.

Oh joy's arise The sun has come again to hold you Sailing out the doldrums of the whole week The polyphonic prairies here, it's all around you It's all around you, out here

And if the whole world is crashing down Fall through space out of mind again Where the emptiness we leave behind on warm air rising Blows all the shadows far away

Empire Ants, By the Gorillaz.

Classes were quite boring without Jasper there and they seemed to drone on longer than usual. But, I soon made it to lunch. I was sitting outdoors today with Bella, Jessica, and Angela. Bella was looking around, her eyes scanning to find the Cullens. Jessica noticed this and decided to help Bella with her curiosity.

“They’re not here today. The Cullens are never in when the suns out.”

“Do they just ditch?” Bella asked.

“No, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen pull them out for hiking and stuff.” I explained.

“Oh my gosh guys I did, I asked Eric out to the prom, I took control. He said yes.” Angela stated excitingly.

“See we told you that would happen.” I said.

“Are you sure you have to leave town Bella?”

“Yeah, it’s a family thing.”

“Why doesn’t Fleur have to go?” Jessica asked.

“I’ve never really been close with mom, besides I’m going with Jasper to prom anyway.”

“Oh.”

“We better go to Port Angeles before all the dresses get cleared out.”

“Port Angeles?” You mind if I come with you guys?” Bella asked.

“Yeah, I need your opinion. Are you going to come too Fleur?” Angela asked.

“Yeah sure. I’ll go.”

Time skip to Port Angeles.

“I like this one.” Angela said.

“Yeah I really like the beading.” Jessica added.

“That one is nice but, I think Lavender is more your color.” I said to Angela.

“Yeah me too.”

“I like this dusty rose one too but I think this one is better.” Jessica said.

I heard a knock on the window that made me jump. A group of men started cat calling us. I rolled my eyes and flipped them off, kicked the window slightly in the process.

“What do you think Bella?” Angela asked.

“You guys look good.”

“You’ve said that about the last 5 dresses though.” Jessica replied.

“I thought they were all pretty good.”

“This isn’t really your thing is it?” Angela asked.

“No, not really... I planned on going to this bookstore. I’ll meet you guys at the restaurant.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah absolutely. Hey Fleur I know you were looking for some new books to read. Why don’t you come me?” Bella asked.

“Sure, I’ll go.”

We both left the store, I followed Bella since I didn’t know where she was taking me.

“I’m not going to lie... I’m trying to find this book about that story Jacob told me about.”

“Why?”

“I just have a gut feeling there is something more to the Cullens. I feel bad prying into there business but, if you don’t even know... I feel the need to find out.”

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes, I do.”

I knew I couldn’t change her mind, she is just as stubborn as me. It was dark by the time we left the bookstore. I didn’t have a good feeling in my stomach, I felt like something bad would happen. I soon saw those group of men that cat called us in the dress store. We turned to the side trying to get away from them but, the cornered us.

“Hey, it’s my girls from the dress store.”

“Where are you two going, why don’t you hang out with us.”

They got closer, we both started to get uncomfortable.

“Don’t touch me.”

“Get away from me.”

“Oh c’mon don’t play hard to get.”

“I said don’t touch me.” I demanded I then kneed one of the men in the groin. He bowed down in pain. Another man had pushed me onto the ground.

Edwards volvo then screeched into view, it parked soon after. Edward and Jasper came shooting out of the car. A deadly look was marked on there faces. If looks could kill, all five men would be dead. Jasper ran toward me at normal human speed and help me up. He help me against his chest and walked me toward the car.

“Get in.” I heard Edward say.

We were all in the car, Edward was driving recklessly. The tension was uncomfortable but at the same time, I felt safe.

Who knew shopping for dresses would’ve led to this?

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hockeywhhores · 3 years

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best for you- t. seguin

Tyler Seguin x f!Reader

warning~ swearing, smut, female and male receiving, alcohol consumption, pushy waiter

summary~ A pushy bartender gets you thinking about Tyler and what you want next with him.

genre~ friends with benefits to lovers, smut

word count~ 2.6K

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As Tyler spent more time in Dallas, he found himself getting lonely. Insert you; you had just recently gotten out of a long-term relationship and were just looking for no strings attached sex. You had met when you started interning for the Dallas Stars, but left after deciding public relations wasn’t for you, you stopped interning. The guys liked you though, so you got invited to most of the social gatherings. You promptly got closer to Tyler due mostly to the fact you were both young and single. After getting close enough with Tyler, you both quickly jumped into a friend with benefits situation. No one but Jamie knew about what would happen behind closed doors.

Tonight was no different. Tyler had invited you to some club to celebrate their recent win. You knew you wouldn’t be making it back to your own apartment that night. You never did anyway. When all of this started, you both promised to end it if one of you got feelings, and you certainly were not successful. Tyler could say the same thing. Getting ready didn’t take long due to you already being ready from earlier in the day. The only thing that changed was your shirt. You went from being in a simple white blouse to Tyler’s jersey. The Uber you ordered was quickly at your curb, and you couldn’t be more grateful. Everyone was coming straight from the game, and usually you would be with them, but you had got stuck at work. Tyler was already texting you wondering where you were, and you put his mind to ease saying you were headed over.

The club was packed. Bodies were everywhere, you could hardly find the group of hockey players. You weren’t disappointed when you found Tyler in the crowd. Tyler was talking with Jamie when you snuck up on them. They were both dressed in their pregame suits. Tyler was looking as good as always. “Boo!” you cheered out. Tyler turned around so quickly, you thought he might’ve given himself whiplash.

“Hey! I was wondering where you were!” Tyler's grin was huge and contagious. You smiled just as big.

“Ya, my Uber got stuck in traffic.” you sighed out an explanation, “Hey Jamie! You both played so well tonight. I had time to catch the third period while I was leaving work.”

“Thanks y/n. Do you want anything to drink?” Jamie cut in.

“Just put your drinks on my tab tonight.” Tyler added on. You smiled at him in thanks. You never wanted Tyler to feel as if you were using him for his money. You turned around to order, when the bartender got closer. “You are wearing my jersey.” Tyler said.

“Yeah. I thought I should since you were such a big star tonight.” you explained. You thought nothing of wearing his jersey when you had put it on. Tyler loved seeing his last name on your back. It made him feel proud.

“Well, let me just say you look hot.” he whispered into your ear while he played with your hair. You swear you blushed redder than a tomato.

“How long do we have to be here, before I can treat my big star for his monumental work?” you questioned him.

“Give it an hour or two. They’ll be drunk enough they won't even notice when we leave.” Tyler guessed.

“Tell Jamie he might want to find somewhere to sleep for the night.” you chirped.

“I don’t think he’ll have a problem with that.” Tyler said as he pointed to Jamie, who was talking up some brunette on the other side of the bar.

“Prefect!” you cheered. The bartender had finally come back with your drink and set it on the counter.

“You have pretty hair.” The bartender told you, as you thanked him for your drink. He had completely ignored Tyler, who was at your side.

“Thank you.” you said again and turned away before anything could happen. When you and Tyler had started hooking up, your dating life came to a complete halt. You didn’t feel the need to get a one-night stand, you were perfectly content with Tyler. Tyler knew who to use his body, he also knew your body. You thought about when you first asked him to try you up. You felt yourself getting wet. This was going to be a long two hours.

“What’s going through that head of yours?” Tyler asked when he saw you turn bright pink. You just winked at him and walked over to his teammates. You wanted to play with him a little. You could hear them all talking about hockey.

“No more hockey! You guys need at least one night free of that outrageous sport.” you shouted as you got closer. A lot of the guys answered in cheering your name as you smiled and waved. Jason was seated on one of the end seats and pulled you into a quick side hug. When you came out of the hug, you felt Tyler’s hand pull you into his side by your hip. You gave him a questioning look, but he didn’t even look at you.

“Lets go dance, y/n!” Lauren excitingly demanded as she grabbed your hand. You decided to go and let loose a bit. You were dancing with Lauren for what feels like forever, and to be fair, it was long enough to finish sipping on your drink. You headed back to the bar. The same bartender was there, and you just tried to get this over with. You weren’t in the mood to get hit on by random men.

“Another vodka redbull, please.” you politely asked.

“Coming right up, beautiful.” you rolled your eyes and waited for him to make your drink. “Anything else I can get you? Maybe I can get your number?” he asked.

“I’m good, thank you.” you denied.

“Come on, please. It's just your number.” he tried to convenience you.

“I have a boyfriend.” you informed him.

“Oh, come on. The douche you were with earlier. I’m so much better than him.” he pressed on.

“I am extremely happy with him. He treats me so much better than you could ever.” you just walked away. Heading back to Lauren. “Hey, Lauren, I think I’m going to sit down for a while.” you told her.

“Are you okay?” she asked, concerned.

“Yeah. The bartender wasn’t taking no for an answer, and I want to sit with Tyler.” you explained. She just nodded and walked you back to the table. “Hey, Ty, Can you take me home?” you asked him quietly.

“Of course. Are you okay?” he asked

“Yeah, I just want to go home.” you said. Tyler got up in a flash and said bye to all of his teammates. You just waved. You had let him lead you out of the club, with his arm around your waist. You didn’t even care about what others might be thinking. Tyler held you close as he ordered an Uber. You were shivering. When you left the house you didn’t even think about grabbing a coat, but standing out in the chilly night you regretted that decision. He could feel you shivering, and after he had the car ordered, he pulled you in as close as he could. He even tried to get you to wear his jacket, but you said you were fine in his arms. So he just held you until the car came.

“What happened?” he gently asked while holding your hand.

“The bartender was being creepy and just out right disrespectful.” you explained. “He told me I should give him my number, and when I said you were my boyfriend, he told me about how he would treat me better than you. Fuck. It's just so annoying.” Tyler’s heart warmed when he heard you had told him you were his girlfriend. He wanted so badly for that to be the truth, but you were looking for a no string-attached relationship.

“I’m sorry, y/n” he said as his hand tightened around yours. You just lay your head on his shoulder, sinking into him.

“Are we going back to yours or mine?” you asked.

“I put my address in, but do you want me to change it to yours?” he countered.

“No, yours is fine.” you signed, resting onto him deeper. Tyler always tried to remind himself that he wasn’t good enough. He drank way too much, was covered in tattoos, and was traveling half the year. So even if you had felt the same for him, you didn’t deserve him. You deserved a nice guy who could be there for you.

When you got back to his house, you took charge. You rarely took charge in the bedroom, but you decided you wanted to tonight. You grabbed his blazer and pulled him into a hard kiss. He kissed back just as hard and pulled you closer by the hips. The dogs came to greet you, which made you pull away. You bent down to pet Gerry, while Tyler started talking to Cash and Marshmallow. Tyler led you to the bedroom and closed the door. You pulled him back into the kiss. You then started pulling off his suit blazer and unbuttoning his shirt. You started pulling off the jersey, but he stopped your hands.

“Keep it on.” Tyler demanded. You just nodded and unbuckled his belt. Sinking down to your knees and dragging down his suit pants. He was left in his boxers, and your mouth and pussy were growing wet. You left some sloppy wet kisses on the outside of his boxer, right on his tip. “Don’t play with me, Princess.”

“I would never, Daddy.” you innocently replied to him. You let the idea of you being dominant leave your mind. You dragged his boxers down and connected your mouth to his now fully exposed tip. Tyler grabbed the back of your head, and you let him lead your head. He started going faster, and you were gagging on him. He was long and thick, and hitting your gag reflex with ease. You played with his balls, while tears were escaping your eyes. You loved when he fucked your face. He was close to cumming, you could tell by the way he slightly slowed his thrusts. You started speeding up your movement, wanting him to cum soon. You kept going unto he coated your mouth with his seed. Tyler never expected you to swallow, but he would be lying if he said that he didn’t find it hot when you did. You swallowed, staring him in the eyes as you did so.

“You are killing me, Princess.” he groaned, and you smiled. “Get on the bed, let Daddy reward you.” You rushed back to the bed, and he pulled your jeans off when you got situated. Seeing your white lace panties made his dick spring. “Did you wear these for me?” you nodded, but he gave your pussy a slap when you didn’t answer.

“Just for you, Daddy.” you admitted. He smiled, happy with your answer. With feather light touches he pulled down your underwear. He loved seeing you squirm in his arms. After your panties were gone, he teased you by kissing your inner thighs. “Tyler. Please.” you begged him. You yelped when you felt a sting go through you. He had slapped your pussy again, but this time harder.

“That’s not my name.” he reminded you.

“I’m sorry! I meant Daddy!” you moaned out when you felt him kiss right above your clit. “Please.” you moaned again. Then you finally felt his lips attach to your clit. You were a moaning mess, and it only got worse when he pushed his fingers into you. He found your g-spot easily. Tyler knew your body like it was his. It was his. He was the one you called, and you haven’t even thought about sleeping with someone else in months. Tyler got you screaming when he pumped his fingers into you fast and was sucking on your clit. You felt like you were in heaven. It only lasted a couple seconds before you were cumming, and you were cumming hard. You were screaming his name. Your legs were shaking, and you had to push him off of you when the pleasure had started to sting.

“That was amazing, Doll.” he complimented you. You blushed and tugged him up so you could kiss him. He kissed you hard, and when you reached for down to play with him, you heard one of his dogs scratch at the door. “Fuck.” Tyler sighed out.

“Go open the door for them. We can finish later.” you swept the loose hair that had fallen into his eyes. He did as you said, and you took off the jersey, and put his white button down on your body instead. Later came and went with you and him cuddling in the bed watching some movie. The dogs had joined in, they all found their own places in little coves in the bed. “Do you ever wonder what it would be like if we put real labels on this” you quietly asked.

“What?” Tyler thought he misheard you, but when he saw you looking up at him with your loving eyes, he knew he heard you correctly.

“Nevermind. Please forget what I just said. We promised not to catch feelings.” you panicked.

“I think about it all the time.” he confessed. “I think about what it would be like to come home to you and the dogs every day. I messed up and caught feelings, but I’m no good for you. You could find someone so much better than me.”

“Tyler. You do not get to decide what is good for me. I’m so sick of men deciding what's good for me. You treat me like a princess. I can’t think of anyone who makes me feel the way you do.” you professed. You got up on your elbows and made sure his eyes didn’t leave yours. “I love you, Tyler.”

“I love you too, y/n. I just wished I didn’t have to leave so much. You need someone that will be there when you need them.” Tyler said.

“No. You were there for me, when my shower head broke, even though you were all the way in fucking Canada. You sat on facetime with me while I messed around with the pipes, before just telling me where your spare key was, so I could use yours. You are there for me more than you realize.” tears were now falling down your cheeks. Why couldn’t he see how good he was to you? “Please, just give us a shot.” Tyler nodded, and you grinned. The kiss was slightly salty because of your tears, but your happiness was overpowering it.

“I just want what's best for you, y/n.” he explained.

“you are what’s best for me.” you proclaimed, kissing his cheek.

“Okay, but the first time I fuck up you need to dump my ass.” he said.

“I will agree to that, because I know you wouldn’t fuck up,” you explained, “Well, not too badly.” you giggled, which got a smile back on his lips. You fell asleep in his arms with the dogs at your feet, and the light sound of the TV in the background.

finished

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sweet-sammy-kisses · 3 years

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Monsters of Past

For my @badthingshappenbingo prompt take me instead. Fandom: Batman Characters: Tim Drake, Jason Todd, Cassandra Cain, Dick Grayson, Damian Wayne, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, and OC Rating: M Warnings: Past rape/non-con, rape/non-con elements, Tim Drake has bad parents (they are the worst) Lots of protective Jason, Cass and Dick Summary: "That is what I was trying to protect you from Damian." Tim's voice was hollow. "You talk about your birthright as Bruce's blood son, that you want everything you deem yours handed to you on a silver platter without knowing that there is a price you are going to pay. Do you know how many there are who would love to have the Crown Prince of Gotham's blood son in their power? Forced to do whatever they want to seal the deal? They are the monster waiting in the shadows knowing their money and power will protect them. I was trying to protect you, Damian.

"To protect Damian Tim gives himself to a monster of his past. Word Count: 2,901 You can also read it on AO3

"Enough is enough. Today is the day that I take my birthright back from Drake." Damian had waited long enough for his father to dismiss the unwanted one, he had already been removed as Robin as one of them now it was time to remove him from his position as CEO - it was his birthright and that Drake was still in his place filled Damian with rage - and once and for all show Drake he wasn't wanted nor needed and it was time for him to move on, far away from them.

Damian had overheard a conversation between Drake and Tam before Drake discovered and destroyed the bugs Damian had planted in the CEO's office the last time he had been there reminding Drake that he was nothing but a temporary replacement until father took back what was his or passed it onto him as it is his birthright.

Tam had brought up the owner of a company that they needed to work with but the CEO was holding out until Tim agreed to a private meeting with him.

"We can't keep putting this meeting off. The board members are beginning to ask questions as to why you don't want to meet with Aiden Tyler."

"I know. His company is doing some good but Aiden Tyler is an ass."

"Tim!"

"I'm sorry but I have dealt with that man in the past and he is a real scumbag and if we didn't need his product I would tell him to go to hell. Call and see if you can make an appointment with him sometime next week."

Damian knew that was his chance to prove he was worthy to take over now, despite his age.

+******+

Aiden Tyler quickly agreed to meet with Damian and the youngest Wayne couldn't help but preen with pride.

"That will show Drake." He will secure the deal and prove once again how worthless Drake is then maybe they could finally be rid of him.

Dressed in his finest of suits Damian arrived at the five-star restaurant where he walked in and owned the place like the Prince he is. "I am meeting Aiden Tyler, take me to him." He demanded.

The host quickly did as ordered and Damian couldn't help but smirk the man knew not to mess with a Wayne.

Led to a booth in the back a handsome man with deep brown hair with streaks of silver the man was fit for nearing his fifties. Dark eyes met his and Damian refused to shiver as they roamed over him with something in them that made him uncomfortable.

"Mr. Tyler, I am Damian Wayne, I am thankful that you could work me into your schedule." Damian greeted him.

Aiden's lips curled up into a smile, "Please call me Aiden and when it comes to Wayne Enterprise I am always willing to make room. I'm sure that we can work out a partnership that is agreeable to both parties."

There was something about the way the man spoke that reminded Damian of a predator stalking its prey. 'Well, Mister Tyler you will learn that Damian Wayne-Al Ghul is no one's prey.' "I hope that as well."

"Well isn't this nice but if you want to do business with Wayne Enterprise you need to talk to me."

"What are you doing here Drake?" Damian hissed out, he couldn't believe that Drake had the nerve to show up here and ruin his chance to prove to his father he was ready.

Thankful for all the train Bruce had given them Tim was able to hide his feelings behind a cool mask as he was forced to face someone he hoped he would never see again unless it was behind jail bars. "I am doing my job, Damian. Now, why don't you run along and leave this to the grown-ups." Tim ordered not suggested.

Damian bristled much like Alfred the cat and he looked ready to spew his usual vile insults towards Tim but right now he didn't care, he needed Damian far away and somewhere safe.

"If you leave now I will not inform Bruce of you trying to endanger Wayne Enterprise's." Tim held up a hand as Damian went to speak, "As you would know because of your age any agreement you reached with Mister Tyler would not be binding. So in order for this partnership to be legal, it is me that must make the deals. Now head home Damian." Tim ordered.

A low growl escaped Damian he hated to admit that Drake had a point, after all, he was not of age to make any partnership legal which is why he had planned on creating the agreement than bringing his father in to show him he was capable. Now he couldn't for that surely end with his father agreeing with Drake. "This is far from over," Damian warned before storming out.

"Such a shame, I was looking forward to seeing what young Mister Wayne had to offer me." Aiden's voice was like nails on a chalk board and all Tim wanted to do was run far away but it was too late for if he did nothing the man would go after Damian again.

'You can do this Tim. You have faced the likes of the Joker and Ra. You can face him.' Tim repeated to himself as he forced the smile back on his face, "I'm sorry but you will have to settle with me."

Aiden's smile turned wicked, "We both know that I won't be settling for you, Tim. Come sit, let us catch up before we get down to business."

Having little choice Tim slipped into the booth.

Tim could feel the vile beginning to build up in the back of his throat as Aiden's hand slid up his thigh. He did his best not to shudder as unwanted memories flooded his mind.

Moving closer Aiden removed any space between the two of them, "I still hope that you cry as pretty as you use to do." Aiden whispered in Tim's ear. "I am going to have so much fun breaking you all over again. It was so sweet of you to offer to take your little brother's place."

Tim wondered if it was wrong that he wished for an Arkham outbreak at that very moment. "As long as you leave Damian alone you can have me instead."

"Agreed." Never had such a word sent pure terror flowing through Tim's body.

+******+

"Father! I demand that you talk to Drake!" Damian growled as he slammed the door to the manor open.

Bruce could feel a headache building, he wished that his two youngest sons could get along. "What now?"

"I had a meeting with Aiden Tyler, one that Drake has been putting off for a month, since he wasn't in a hurry to seal the deal I took it onto myself to see it through."

Cass appeared out of nowhere, her expression hard, "Did you leave Tim with him?" She shocked everyone with her growl.

Damian blinked at Cassandra, taken back by the rage burning in her eyes. "Yes."

Horror filled Cass' eyes before she was moving. Bouncing to his feet Dick followed after his sister, "Cass, what is going on?"

"Tyler hurt little brother in past and is hurting him now." Was all that Cass offered before she was gone, leaving their very confused family behind.

"Yeah, that doesn't sound too good, someone gets Babs on the line and have her find out everything she can about this Aiden Tyler," Jason suggested. Something was bugging him, he had heard that name before and the fact that it made him want to reach for his guns wasn't a good sign.

Worry shone in Dick's blue eyes, "Do you think Timmy might be in danger?" His and Tim's relationship hadn't been the same since he didn't believe Tim that Bruce was alive and caused him to lose his standing in the hero community, he kept meaning to fix it but he kept pushing it off and now his baby brother might be in trouble and he might turn away his offer of comfort.

"I do," Jason growled out.

+******+

At Alfred's suggestion, they had moved down to the cave to do a background check on Aiden Tyler and discovering that Tyler Holdings had a history of deals with Jack and Janet Drake made Jason even more on edge.

He stepped over the edge when Cass returned a protective and murderous aura pouring off of her and a long line of hickies on Tim's neck arrived. Cass was curled around Tim, looking like a mama bear ready to take down anyone who proved a threat to her cub, her sharp glare had everyone on edge.

A gasp of horror escaped Dick, "Timmy."

Jason knew what those marks meant, he had worn his own when he was living on the streets.

Bruce looked like he was going to be sick, his parents and then Alfred had shielded him from the lengths some would go to get more money.

Though Damian had been raised as an Al Ghul his mother had made sure he would never have to lower himself to serve others so he had no clue as to what powder keg he was about to set off. "What is the meaning of this Drake? You were supposed to be sealing a deal not lowering yourself to be a common whore." Damian snarled at Tim.

"Damian! Enough!"

Shock filled Damian's face as he found himself taking a step back at the anger in Dick's voice, his Batman had never spoken to him like that and he didn't know why Richard chose know to speak up. "Why are you defending him now Richard? I am only speaking the truth as I have before, Drake has proven himself to be nothing but a whore unfit to wear the Wayne name."

"I'm only the whore to spare you from becoming one." Tim's voice was soft but it echoed through the cave.

Damian could only blink at Drake before scoffing at him, "I would never lower myself as something so disgraceful. You make no sense."

The fire burned in Tim's dull eyes, "There was a reason that I kept putting off meeting with Tyler. I was waiting until I was sure that Bruce, Dick or Jason could be there with me. The bastard wouldn't try anything with one of them there. He just likes them young and pretty."

"What are you saying, Timmy?" Dick didn't know if he wanted to know the answer.

"You think that this is the first time that I had to give myself over for a business deal?" The laugh that escaped Tim was bitter. "I have been doing this for years. I was a prize that my parents dangled before anyone they could. Now that I am CEO of Wayne Enterprise I am an even bigger prize."

Jason's eyes were glowing green as he realized what his baby bird was saying.

Dick looked like he was going to murder someone.

Bruce looked horrified.

And Damian... Damian looked baffled.

"That is what I was trying to protect you from Damian." Tim's voice was hollow. "You talk about your birthright as Bruce's blood son, that you want everything you deem yours handed to you on a silver platter without knowing that there is a price you are going to pay. Do you know how many there are who would love to have the Crown Prince of Gotham's blood son in their power? Forced to do whatever they want to seal the deal? They are the monster waiting in the shadows knowing their money and power will protect them. I was trying to protect you, Damian."

To no one's surprise, Jason took a protective stance in front of Tim, there were few things he hated more than child rapist, the main one being the Joker, and to hear that his little brother had been forced to entertain monsters like that had him tasting the pit in the back of his mouth and he wanted nothing more than to hunt all those bastards down but that would come later right now all that matters is Tim. "Cass, take Tim upstairs and call those friends of his. He needs to be with people who will love and support him."

It was telling how awful that Tim was feeling as he didn't put up any protest as he allowed Cass to lead him out of the cave, he stopped only once to look at Damian, "You might not believe this but I do love you Damian and there was no way that I was going to let my little brother be forced to do something like that, not if I could protect him in ways that no one protected me."

Bruce collapsed into the chair as he buried his face in his hands. Dick would have offered him comfort but his legs gave out beneath him.

A dangerous growl escaped Jason as he flew a fist at the punching bag, he didn't care what Bruce said tonight he was going hunting.

"I didn't know." A shaken Damian whispered, he thought that Drake hated him just like he hates him but to know what Drake protected him from made his world spin. His mother had drilled into him that Timothy Drake was his enemy and the only way to take his place in his father's family was to get rid of him. "This makes no sense. Why would Drake do that for me?"

"Because you are his little brother and he was trying to keep you safe," Dick answered him with a sad smile on his face. Tim had protected Damian but they failed in keeping him safe. "There has to be a way to fix this." Dick just didn't know how to start.

A strong hand landed on his shoulder lifting his head Dick found himself staring into Bruce's grim face, "We messed up B."

"I know." Bruce felt guilt building up in him, he is Tim's father it is his duty to keep him safe. "All we can do is be there for him. Jason is right though Tim needs his friends here. We need to show him that we love him and are here for him."

No one noticed when Jason slipped away from them he had a monster to hunt.

+*****+

Kitchen

Jason stalked towards the door with purpose in his step.

"Master Jason."

Halting in mid-step Jason clenched his fists at his sides, "I cherish you Alfred but not even you can stop me from doing this." Jason warned.

"I don't intend to Master Jason," That had Jason whirling around to look at Alfred, the man looked calm but Jason could see the storm brewing in his eyes, "I would just like to inform you that Aiden Tyler will be attending a party tonight and from his habits, he will not arrive at home until around 2 am, which at such time the Sirens have promised to keep the rest of the Bats busy," Alfred informed Jason. No one hurt one of his grandchildren.

A wicked grin appeared on Jason's face, "This is why you are the best Alfred."

"Indeed. Now I need to prepare snacks for Master Tim's guests. Do be sure to return tonight and I shall have your favourite cookies waiting for you." Alfred gave Jason a soft smile.

"You rule Alfred." Jason would come back for Alfred and look after Tim.

+*****+

With Tim curled up in a puppy pile with Bart, Connor, Cassie and Cass watching Star Wars. The Sirens leading Batman, Nightwing and Robin on a chase throughout Gotham the Red Hood was free to deal with business.

Aiden was riding a high he had sealed a deal with Wayne Enterprise that was sure to make him an even wealthier man and his favourite toy returned to him. Nothing could bring him down.

That was until he felt the cold metal of the barrel of the gun pressed against his forehead. A red helmet followed and Aiden felt a sense of fear.

The Red Hood was in his home.

"Whoever sent you I am sure that I can pay you double what they offered you."

"I am a Crime Lord I don't need your money and no one sent me. See I have issues with people like you who target children and think because you have the money and power that you are above the law. But you aren't above me. I am here to ensure that no other child is gifted to you."

Aiden had been so focused on the gun at his head he never noticed the second one aimed at his groin until it was too late.

Beneath his helmet, Jason grinned as Aiden screamed in pain on the floor, blood pooling around him.

+*****+

"Is he dealt with?" Dick asked.

Jason grinned at his older brother, "He will never hurt baby bird again."

While Dick wished he had been the one to deal with that bastard he needed to keep Bruce busy, still that didn't mean he wouldn't ruin him in other ways. Someone had sent Clark a copy of everything Babs had dug up on Aiden. He would see that monster ruined, without money and his power stripped from him, until he was as helpless as he made Tim feel.

#badthingshappenbingo #sherri writes #my fics #tim drake #dark elements #cw: noncon/rape elements #batfamily #jason todd #dick grayson #bruce wayne #cassandra cain #damian wayne #dark fic #protective jason #protective dick #protective cass

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everybodyscupoftea · 4 years

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Hi can you please write something angsty for frat!jj when they’re already dating. Something where he has to fight for her. Idk you pick the scenario 😂

kinda mentioned this scenario in this post about the reader being clingy, so i’ll go more into it now!

super easy for me to write because this has happened to me hahaha i love men :)

warnings: cursing, lack of editing

jj’s big brother had a date with a girl in one of his classes and he was nervous about it, so he asked jj if the two of you would go on a double date with them to help carry conversation.

you agreed, kind of excited because it was your first double date as a couple (not including the one with cody and tyler that was technically a crashed date). on top of that the restaurant was really fancy, and not one jj would normally pick but his big wanted to shell out, so jj agreed.

while you were getting ready, your roommate came and sat on your bed to watch you do your makeup and catch up. you were squirming a bit, in excitement, and after telling you about her classes, she sighed, “okay, gush about your date.”

so you did, “he’s great, things are going amazing. i’ve honestly never felt like this before.”

she was smiling softly at you and your face heated up, “what?”

“nothing. this is just cute, like you’ve been crushing on him for so long, it’s nice to see.”

before you could respond, your phone started ringing, interrupting your music, and you smiled at seeing jj’s name.

“hey, bub,” you answered, setting down your mascara wand.

“hey, babe. i’m so sorry, but our other couple bailed and i’m not feeling too good. would you mind if i called in and cancelled the reservation.”

“oh,” you deflated a little, “yeah, that’s okay. you want me to get something delivered to the house?”

“no, i’m probably just going to sleep it off.”

“okay, that’s fine. let me know how you’re doing when you wake up, yeah?”

“yeah. thanks for understanding, sweetheart.”

“anytime,” you whispered, dropping the phone from your ear as soon as you heard the dial tone.

your roommate got up from the bed and wrapped her arm around you, “what happened?”

“jj’s coming down with something, so he cancelled. guess i’m here alone for the evening.”

she frowned, “i’m so sorry, dude, i’d hang out with you but i made plans already. you good to stay alone? i’m sure they’d be chill with you coming to dinner with us?”

“nah, i’m good, promise.”

so she left to get ready and you changed out of your nice outfit for leggings and a t-shirt. wrapping yourself in a blanket, you parked it on the couch, ordered pizza, and put on a movie for then night.

weirdly jj texted you around 10 p.m. apologizing, and you frowned, sending back.

it’s all good, you can’t control it or anything

it didn’t come up again until a few weeks later when cody, tyler, and you were eating burritos at a place off campus. cody was ragging on tyler for a shitty night he had in a house video game tournament.

“yeah, like you did any better, jj swept the whole fucking house.”

“he got lucky,” cody defended, “he wasn’t even supposed to take part in it anyway.”

you laughed, “both of you guys just suck. when was this? i’m shocked jj didn’t brag about it immediately.”

tyler chewed a bit of burrito with a shrug, “i don’t know, like maybe 3 friday’s ago?”

you frowned and took out your phone, scrolling back through your texts to see the timestamp of the friday he cancelled on you. it was three weeks. your chest ached a little, but you tried to hide your disappointment when you answered, “oh, gotcha.”

cody didn’t process your tone change, but tyler gave you a look. he frowned, “wait, what’s up?”

“oh, nothing. i just, are you sure that was the night?”

“yeah,” cody said, mid-bite.

“is something wrong?” tyler asked.

“yeah, i just, i thought he was sick that night?” you mumbled.

“nope, maybe he was saturday, we drank a lot that night, but friday he was all good,” tyler told you, looking confused.

“oh, well, we were supposed to go on a date, but he cancelled super last minute.”

“that would explain the last minute join,” cody responded, not looking up.

tyler, looking at you, elbowed him and hissed, “dude, shut the fuck up.”

“what?” cody asked, defensively.

when tyler elbowed him again, cody looked up and caught sight of your face. it must’ve had a weird look because cody shoved his food away and reached for your hand, “wait what did you just say?”

“we had plans that night. he told me he was sick.”

tyler sighed, “oh fuck, that’s not good.”

cody drove the three of you back to the house in relative silence, interrupted infrequently by empty threats from tyler. jj was sitting in the living room when you got there, looking up when you walked in and narrowly ducking to avoid getting hit by the burrito tyler threw at his head.

“what the fuck?” jj asked with a laugh, “gotta give me a heads up. normally people do so by yelling hands.”

tyler didn’t laugh. he and cody stood on opposite sides of you, each with an arm around your shoulders, and jj stood up, looking concerned. tyler took a small step in forward, “great advice, next time i’ll throw harder.”

jj furrowed his eyebrows, “is something wrong?”

“i don’t know, maybank, you tell me,” cody practically growled.

“not that i’m aware of,” jj responded, eyes moving between the three of you.

“congrats on that apex tournament win,” you offered weakly.

“oh, thanks,” jj told you before his eyes went wide and the blood drained from his face. he looked rattled, and it felt kind of good to have the upper hand for once in the whole shitty situation.

tyler moved his arm from around your shoulder and fully stepped in front of you when jj reached for you, “yeah, not today, buddy. we’re going to take her home and you can figure out how to properly apologize.”

after they took you home, you didn’t hear from jj until nightfall. he texted you asking to meet for breakfast before your first class to talk it out. so you picked the shittiest diner near your apartment and agreed to meet him there at 7:30.

he pulled up and parked next to you, getting out first to open your car door and help you out. you sighed, “morning, jj.”

jj leaned down for a kiss, frowning when you turned your head. he hesitated, “morning. you, uh, you hungry?”

“a little.”

you followed him in, it was awkward, unlike anything the two of you had ever had to deal with before, and it felt weird. the night before you’d been venting to your roommate. you cried and she told you, “tell him if he doesn’t straighten up, you’re gone. the two of you are adults, tell him to fucking act like it.”

your orders were the first time the two of you talked besides greetings. another thing your roommate suggested was that you let him talk first since he was in the wrong. you were worried you’d be waiting forever if you did.

“i’m sorry,” he started, breaking the silence just after your food arrived.

“for what?”

“lying.”

you nodded, “why couldn’t you just tell me the truth?”

“it seemed like it wouldn’t be that big of a deal. one of the boys was going through a breakup and the tournament was a cheer up thing for him. i wanted to be there.”

“our plans had mostly fallen through, why didn’t you just tell me that’s the reason. i would’ve been disappointed, sure, but i wouldn’t have demanded you take me out still.”

jj frowned, shoving his eggs around his plate, “i felt really shitty about it. i know you’re really reasonable with that kind of stuff, but i don’t know. i didn’t want to hurt your feelings. and i figured some space would be good.”

“well,” you laughed bitterly, “look where we are now. i’d say you’re getting your wish.”

“i really am sorry, i won’t do it again.”

“just eat, we’ll figure it out later. i just needed to hear an explanation.”

he looked like he wanted to argue, but did as you said. eventually you’d forgive him, but you needed some time to be hurt about it first. the fact that his first plan was to lie to you was concerning. you’d watched all his failed relationships over the years, what made you think you were going to be different?

jj paid when the two of you left and stopped you before you could get into your car. grabbing your shoulder, he asked, “are we okay?”

“i,” you paused, “we can be. but if you lie to me about the little stuff, the superficial shit, how can i trust you’ll be honest with me about the big stuff?”

shoving his hands in his pockets, he nodded, “you’re right.”

“on top of that, how can i trust anything you’ve told me since we’ve started dating is true? that night the girl was hanging off of you and you said you wouldn’t let her take it farther, was that true?”

“babe,” he tried to interrupt.

“no, listen to me,” you warned, “honesty is important to me, and if i catch you in another lie, it’s over. no three strikes, you get one more chance.”

his face lit up, “i promise, no more lies.”

“good.”

you let him finally pull you into a hug and blinked back tears, really hoping you hadn’t just set yourself up for further heartbreak.

#frat!jj #pike!jj #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank #jj maybank request

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siren-queen-imagines · 4 years

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I Hear You

I’m sorry for this ending. There’s a chance this will continue but for now, I may keep it as is. This takes place during Season 4.

Masterlist

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“Jesus, Diego, enough!” A voice called out.

You ran towards the noise where some of the football team began to leave with Winston, Diego trailing behind with a scowl on his face. He noticed you as he passed you, pointing to Zach on the ground.

“You need to do something about your boyfriend. He’s fucking crazy.” Diego practically demanded before storming off.

You ran over to your best friend as he lied on the ground, blood covering the lower half of his face. Zach let out a pained groan as he squeezed his dry eyes shut for a moment, opening them to see you beside him with a look of worry on your face.

“Jesus, Zach.” You whispered loud enough for him to hear as you used the flashlight on your phone to see if the bleeding from his nose had stopped.

“I’m fine.” Zach told you, one of his hands moving to swat yours away.

“You are not fine, Zachary.” You scolded, going back to help him.

Zach sighed and just let you do what you were already trying to do. Apparently, you were angry as that’s the only time you call Zach by his full name.

“Well, my mom isn’t home so we can clean you up at mine.” You sighed, helping him sit up.

“I’m good, Y/N.” He insisted.

“Just shut up, Zach.”

After much bitching and moaning from a barely standing Zach, you finally got him to your house and sat him on the couch before grabbing the first aid kit in your bathroom. You looked in the mirror to see that you had some of Zach’s blood on your cheek, causing you to sigh. You grabbed a washcloth and wet it, wiping the blood away before you took it with you as you left the bathroom.

Luckily as you walked over to the couch, Zach hadn’t moved which means he didn’t mean what he said about needing or wanting your help. You took a seat next to him, opening the first aid kit on the other side of you before you focused on cleaning the blood off Zach’s face. He immediately winced when you had to press down to help get the dried blood from his cheek.

“Ow, god!” Zach grimaced.

“Sorry, sorry.” You said, trying to be more gentle.

Zach’s head fell back on the couch, causing you to have to position yourself so you could continue your work.

“Talk to me, Zach. Please.”

“About what?”

Zach’s eyes fluttered closed as he waited for your answer.

“What happened tonight? How did we get here?”

“Diego. He hit me.”

“Why?”

“Winston.”

“What did he do?”

“He told Diego that I know who killed Bryce.”

You sighed irritably. Fucking Winston, man. He asked too many questions...and it worried you because he was getting closer to the truth. You, along with Zach, Clay, Tyler, Jessica, Justin...all of your friends helped to cover it up. If Winston found out the truth, all of you, not just Bryce’s killer, go down.

“And you didn’t say anything so that set him off.”

“Yup.”

You sighed again, putting the bloody washcloth on the coffee table before going into the first aid kit to clean some of the cuts on Zach’s face. The two of you sat in silence as you cleaned his cuts with peroxide, an occasional wince from Zach whenever you got close to a tender area. There was a moment where one cut had stung a little longer than it should so you gently blew on it until it stopped.

Zach’s eyes opened up, his gaze remaining on you as you finished the last cut.

“You good?”

Zach answered you with a nod. As you turned away to grab the Neosporin, Zach pulled you back to him, his lips pressing against yours. There was a moment where you kissed him back. Holy shit, you had wanted to kiss him for the longest time. You never admitted it aloud but you knew you had feelings for your best friend. Sometimes you would daydream about how his lips would feel against yours.

You pulled away when you came back to your senses. No. You didn’t want to kiss him like this. Not while he was drunk and hurt. Zach looked confused as you turned away from him, grabbing the next item from your clean up on Zach’s face.

“Was I imagining things or were you kissing me back?” Zach asked, still confused on why you pulled away and seemingly ignored him right after.

“I did, it’s just...you’re drunk, Dempsey. It’s not right.”

“I--I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have---I should go.”

“Shut up, Zach. You’re not going anywhere and I’m not letting you drive in this state. It’s fine.”

“I thought you liked me.”

“What makes you think that?”

“Alex. He told me that you look at me different...like different than you look at him or Clay or Tyler...anyone. He told me it’s the same way he sees Justin look at Jessica.”

Note to self: kick Alex Standall’s ass later.

You were honestly surprised. You didn’t even realize that you looked at Zach differently than your other friends. You thought you played it off really well.

“He’s very perceptive.” You nodded. “I do like you, Zach. But I don’t want it to be like this. Where you kiss me and you do it because you’re drunk.”

“I’m not doing it because I’m drunk.”

“It feels that way. Look, we can talk about it tomorrow, when you’re sober. But until then, I gotta finish cleaning you up. Okay?”

Zach clenched his jaw, nodding in agreement. Silence filled the room again as you applied the neosporin on his cuts.

“So did the team and Diego follow you and find you there?” You asked in an effort to kill the silence in the room and to change the subject.

“No. I asked them to meet.”

“Wait. What? Why would you text me to--”

You had connected the dots together in your head. He didn’t wanna hang out. He texted you because he knew this would happen to him and you, one of his best friends, would patch him up after. Out of anger, you pressed down firmly on the bruise forming on his cheek.

“Ow! Jesus, Y/N, what the hell?” Zach jumped up from his spot.

“Oh, I’m sorry did that hurt?” You asked sarcastically.

“Yes!”

“You planned this? Diego, getting your ass kicked, me?”

“Yeah, and?”

“I--” You stood up from the couch quickly, pacing. “Why? Why would you do that? Why the hell would you want Diego to kick your ass?”

“Geez, Y/N, chill out.”

“Chill out? If it was just Diego and no one was there to stop him--GOD, Zach, he could’ve killed you! You know how he’s been since Monty!”

“Look, calm down. I’m still breathing.”

“What is going on with you, Dempsey? Is this about Bryce and what happened?”

“Stop.” He warned.

“What happened to him wasn’t your fault. Where he was, what happened...you gotta stop blaming yourself.”

“Y/N, stop.”

“You didn’t kill him.” You stopped in front of Zach to say this to him.

“I didn’t help him either.” He whispered, trying to keep his tears at bay.

You sighed and sat down next to him again, the two of you sitting in silence for what felt like forever...to Zach at least. You feel like Zach needs some tough love, hence why you practically blew up moments ago...but would Zach even listen? He seems hell bent on his new lifestyle with the drinking and the fighting--well, letting himself get his ass kicked, and even the girls. This wasn’t like him...this wasn’t him.

“You gotta stop doing this, Zach.” You told him, your voice completely calm as you stared forward at the wall. “Look, despite everything...how it ended with Bryce, I don’t think he’d want you to be like this. I want to think there was something deep down inside of him that cared about you.”

Zach practically snorted at that, a small, humorless smile on his face.

“Then can you at least hear me out?” You asked him, turning to face him. “We’ve been best friends since the 2nd grade. What you’re doing? This isn’t you. It’s gonna kill you. You’re slowly killing yourself and should you live a long life, you’re jeopardizing your future. Combined, you and me have lost enough. I don’t know if I could handle losing you too.”

You watched Zach as he stared down at his hands, his jaw clenched. He wanted to promise you that he could change. He really did but he couldn’t. He couldn’t even admit that he was hurting and, dare he say, traumatized by what had happened on the docks that night.

If only...If only he didn’t meet with Bryce and went home with you instead; If only he didn’t beat him up as badly as he did; If only he didn’t break Bryce’s leg like Bryce messed up his knee...if only. But he did. He acted on emotion, the main one being anger. The moment he heard that his football career was finished, he...he needed Bryce to pay.

And now because Zach did what he did that night, he had a hard time living with it. The state he left Bryce in left him unable to defend himself. To Zach, he might as well have been the one to push Bryce into the water. The drinking and girls were a distraction and a way to numb himself while letting Diego beat him bloody tonight was something he felt he deserved.

Everything he was doing...anything bad that came from it...he felt he deserved or he just didn’t care. Part of Zach thought that maybe was broken because he felt like he should care but he didn’t. All he knows is he walked away from the docks that night a changed person. He honestly didn’t want to change because despite how bad he was getting, and he knew it too, he kinda liked it. He liked that he stopped caring because it made him slightly happier than he’s been since Hannah.

“I--” Zach paused for a moment. He couldn’t tell you that. You would just continue to worry and he didn’t want that for you. “I hear you.” Was all he said.

You let out the breath you held and nodded your head, wiping the tears that began to fall. You leaned forward and kissed the side of his head, something you’ve always done whenever you comforted him.

“You can stay here tonight. My mom’s out of town visiting her sister...not like she ever minded you staying over. But I don’t want you driving right now.”

Zach nodded, offering you a small, sad, closed mouth smile. You went into the nearby linen closet and pulled out a blanket for him. You heard Zach’s shoes hit the floor as you closed the closet door and went over to him. You waited patiently as he put his phone on the coffee table in front of him and laid down, a sigh leaving him as he rested. Putting the blanket over your best friend, you pushed some hair away from his face.

“Get some rest. We’ll talk more tomorrow.” You continued.

Zach nodded and watched you walk away. He sighed again when your bedroom door closed. He really did like you. He’s had feelings for you for a long time but never took them seriously until Alex said what he said. But with the way he was...he was just gonna bring you down. You didn’t deserve that. He wasn’t planning on changing anytime soon and you getting caught up in it would only make things worse for you and hold him back from what he wanted to do.

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You woke up the next morning, the sun shining into your room and onto your face. You glanced over at the clock and saw that it was 9 am...for a moment you thought you had school but remembered it was Saturday. Maybe you would make breakfast for you and Zach. Considering how much you knew he drank last night, he had to be hungover.

You walked out of your room and towards the medicine cabinet in the bathroom. He would probably need some aspirin for the headache you were sure he had. You quietly made your way to the kitchen to get him a glass of water when you glanced towards the living room. You looked over to see the couch empty...where Zach should’ve been.

You put the bottle of aspirin down on the counter and went to the couch and sure enough, his shoes and phone were gone. What the hell? He never left without telling you first.

You went into your room and grabbed your phone, calling him. The call always went straight to voicemail after 2 or 3 rings.

Why was he ignoring you? What is going on?

#zach dempsey #zach dempsey x reader #zach dempsey imagine #13 reasons why imagine

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gra-sonas · 4 years

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I haven’t been following the BTS of season 3 of Roswell but I just saw the comments under your post about Carina’s insta stories that you guys already see the difference in writing etc. Can you elaborate on that? What do you feel is different now?

There’s obviously no way for us to know whether there’s going to be a difference in the writing of the show, we won’t be able to judge that until we get to watch S3.

There are things that are already different tho (or at least they feel different imo).

CAM’s always come across as extremely controlling. Everything (down to what kind of underwear actors would wear in a scene) had to be decided and approved by her. I guess other people had input on things, but overall it’d always be her who’d make the final decision.

The THR article indicated, that she used to rewrite scripts [others wrote], often on short notice. She’s claimed that the article didn’t tell the truth, but going by her behavior and what she’s said and how she’s talked about things in IG stories or in interviews, I believe that it’s actually true - it fits the pattern tbh.

She’s also been the one who decided on the final cut of episodes - meaning she made decisions which scenes to include and which to cut. She very much shaped 26 episodes of a show that she technically ran with a co-showrunner and co-developed/wrote with a group of writers, to her very specific personal liking. And while it’s not necessarily a bad thing when show runners do that, the RNM “end product” left a lot to be desired (mainly S2). IDK, imo it’s usually better when there’s not just one person making all the decisions.

While we only know very little about Chris Hollier so far, they’ve said in interviews they’re pretty much polar opposites (I think they said sth like he’s the Yin to her Yang in one interview). Where she thrives on 90s high school trope driven drama and misery, he’s a romantic who likes scifi, but I assume that’s not the only difference between them. For one: he doesn’t come across as a control freak.

Not based on truly “provable facts”, it just feels like things have already shifted a bit, like there’s (finally) room for the show to breathe. IDK, maybe we’re completely wrong about this, maybe Chris is a terrible show runner, maybe S3 will totally suck - personally I just don’t believe that’s going to be the case.

Going by the few Hollier interviews that exist, he comes across as a super nice dude (and I mean that in the best possible way), apparently he has a knack for sci-fi, but is also a big fan of romance - the two things the show should actually be about. CAM’s always said that she’s not really interested in scifi (which shows tbh...), and going by what we’ve seen on the show so far, she thrives more on drama, miscommunication and queer trauma than romance.

Hollier co-wrote 1x04, 1x07, 1x12, 2x04, 2x08 and 2x13 - 1x12 and 2x04 in particular had some of the best Malex scenes. He’s been able to co-run the show and compromise with a VERY demanding and headstrong partner for up to 3 years (all the kudos tbh). He knows all the writers, he knows the cast and crew, and according to Jeanine and Vlamis, they all love him.

I hope with him running the show, things will be much more collaborative, I also hope he’ll put more faith in other people doing their jobs without him having to control every single detail. The RNM writers room seems to be quite diverse, I hope that the voices of these writers will get louder and clearer (and they won’t be overruled/rewritten by one “mostly straight" white person at the top).

I hope that Jeanine - who’s made it pretty clear in the interview with AbnormallyAdam that she wasn’t very happy with S2 - gets to be heard more, and that her pushing for more Indigenous and Afro-Latina stories will come to fruition, I also hope that Tyler’s input regarding how a queer love story could and should be handled, will be taken into consideration, and so on.

The show will likely not be able to deliver on everything we’d like to see (they only have 13 episode after all), it will probably fail sometimes, but overall I feel much more hopeful and optimistic about S3 than I did until CAM announced her departure.

Ngl, while she was still in the picture, I was dreading S3 (bc I expected more misery, heartbreak and trauma for Malex). That feeling has vanished. It’s wonderful that there’s next to no input from her on her social media anymore, no retroactive “rewriting” of scenes, and the fact that she now confirmed that A LOT of what she’d outlined for S3 with the writers room has already been changed, and that even the final script she wrote for the S3 premiere has been changed? Music to my ears, it gives me hope that Chris and the writers have taken over control of the narrative and

Again, none of this is a guarantee that everything’s going to be amazing from now on, but we have an incredible cast, diverse and talented writers, and a showrunner who seems to be a kind and warm-hearted man - if this combination provides us with alien-themed scifi entertainment, mostly coherent stories, decent character development for the entire core cast and Malex getting together, I’ll be more than happy.

#nonnie asks #the bar is so unbelievably low #someone hand me a spade so i can dig it up #rnm speculation

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gingerteaonthetardis · 3 years

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𝟛𝟙 𝕕𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕞𝕒𝕤: 𝕕𝕖𝕔. 𝟙𝟜

in which the doctor and rose are confronted by some familiar carollers.

pairing: ten x rose // rating: general // read on ao3. // read yesterday’s prompt. // @doctorroseprompts

They landed in London, much to Rose’s pleasure, because it was Christmas and the Doctor always brought her home at Christmas.

It was one of those enduringly sentimental things about him that she loved so much. Though the strict progression of linear time was something they’d never really be beholden to, she did appreciate that he made the effort. Sometimes. Usually under threat of a smacking from her mum.

But it didn’t matter.

The point was—

“We’re home!” Rose cried, and she flung the TARDIS doors open with all the enthusiasm of a very young person who has arrived home after a very long time away, and who has exciting news to share—which she most certainly did.

She was prepared to be greeted with the sight of the estate, and the view from the Doctor’s usual parking spot, which was a little ways off and always surrounded by trash and debris. She expected the noise to have summoned her mum, but to her surprise, Jackie Tyler and her beacon-bright tracksuit were nowhere to be seen.

Instead, Rose was met with an altogether stranger sight: a cluster of people, all holding what appeared to be open books, arranged in a rather threatening way around the door. It wouldn't have been alarming, except they all seemed quite unperturbed by the TARDIS. Like they'd been waiting for it.

“Doctor!” she cried over her shoulder, and the Doctor, attuned to the various tones of panic which Rose Tyler’s voice could convey, came dashing over immediately. In fact, he moved so quickly that he barely had time to careen to a stop, his body bumping against hers in a way that would have pushed her flat out of the TARDIS, had she not been bracing herself with a hand on either side of the doorway.

Still, he demanded, "What is it?"

Rose gestured to their audience.

“Oh,” the Doctor said, blinking rapidly. He looked dazed, and seemed like he was going to be of no help whatsoever. “Hello.”

“Can we… help you?” Rose asked, striving to sound polite rather than alarmed.

In lieu of answering, all of the assembled exchanged glances—knowing, quiet smiles, as if they were in on a very good secret. And then they gave a loud cry—Merry Christmas!—before launching into a rousing rendition of Auld Lang Syne.

The force of which, apparently, was so strong that it knocked the Doctor out cold.

Jackie Tyler hadn’t gone looking to join any kind of Mad Alien Fan Club.

In truth, she'd intended to stay as far away as she could from reminders of the dangerous, adventurous life her daughter was off living—without her, mind—and the rude, man-shaped creature who had instigated it all. But after Elton—and LINDA—and the devastating reminder that Rose may have been out among the stars, but the consequences of her travels could make their way back to Earth...

Well, she’d just about changed her mind. She couldn’t spend the rest of her life with it all buttoned up, mouth brimming with secrets, never telling anyone what it was really like.

To be the parent of an extraordinary child. To be left behind. To have seen impossible things.

So, Jackie had gone looking for something—if not answers, than someone who might, at least, understand. She wanted to feel less alone.

Using a bit of light blackmail and, subsequently, Mickey’s internet connection, she’d done her best to track down a few local groups: people who hadn’t forgotten the alien ship crashing into the clock tower, or who made claims about knowing the Doctor, or who generally seemed like the sorts of people who would take her seriously when she said the word “Slitheen.” Just people she could talk to. Not a fan club, or a conspiracy group—just people.

She told herself she would do her research, pay attention—that she wouldn’t just launch into stories about the Doctor and Rose straight away. She would protect their secret, and she wouldn't be alone.

She did what all Tyler women did: she got to work.

After weeks of unknowingly retracing her daughter’s steps from more than a year prior—after all her internet searches and sceptical investigations—after meeting people who were cracked, or lying, or the right sort of people but painfully boring—she went to Mickey in dismay.

"There's no one I can talk to," she cried.

But Mickey just grinned, giving the impression that he’d just been waiting for the opportunity to speak. He jumped out of his chair and insisted, "Yeah, there is."

And that was the beginning of it all.

The Doctor’s collapse seemed to inspire mixed reactions among the carollers; there was a bit of laughter, but also a fair amount of concern.

Front and center, a serious-looking, auburn-haired woman tilted her head and stepped forward, brushing past a slack-jawed Rose to tend to the unconscious Doctor. She gave a cursory glance to the timeship, barely reacting to its unique, bigger-on-the-inside properties, before reaching for the Doctor’s neck, as if to take his pulse. And then her hand shifted to the other side of his neck—knowing, it seemed, that he would have two pulses. Her unflappability reminded Rose, rather oddly, of her secondary school science teacher.

Another woman—bottle blonde, with heavy bangs and clacking wood bracelets on her wrist—gave a wide lipped smile. “Well, I don’t believe any of us predicted that,” she said, with a rasping laugh. “You must be Rose. Jackie’s told us all about you.”

Rose, to her credit, tried to offer some semblance of a smile—but it was all too confusing. How did her mum’s friends know about the TARDIS? And who were they? Why were they all gathered like this?

The woman, who looked about her mother’s age but lacked any sort of parental quality, seemed to take pity on her. “We’ll explain things, Rose, I promise… in a little. But—how could I forget! I’m Jo Grant-Jones, but Jo’s the important bit. That’s Dr. Liz Shaw, there. She’ll have the Doctor up on his feet in no time. And that’s Harry Sullivan,” she added, gesturing off to the side to a man in uniform, “and over there is Dorothy McSh—”

“Don’t you dare, Josephine.”

Jo, however, seemed to find the other woman's irritation greatly funny.

“—well, you’d better call her Ace," she finished politely. "And—and there are others, but we’ll have time for the rest of the introductions later! Though, I believe,” she said grandly, stepping aside a little, “you’re already familiar with—”

“Sarah Jane!” Rose cried, all but leaping out of the TARDIS. She flew forward, skidding through the small group, into the spread arms of Sarah Jane Smith.

She couldn’t explain the feeling she had, welling up inside her—the warmth, the joy, that made her bury her head into the older woman’s shoulder. She felt her eyes filling with tears, suddenly surrounded by the deep sense that she was safe, that everyone here was family. As she breathed in the soft smell of Sarah Jane’s perfume, and heard the tittering of laughter from the others at her back, she thought she’d never been so glad to be home in her life.

She lifted her head slowly, not wanting the moment of unbelievable peace to end. But then her eyes blinked open, and she was met with an even more familiar face.

Two familiar faces.

"And where's my hug?" Mickey demanded, arms already spreading.

"You'll have to wait your turn!" Jackie insisted, her mouth twisted in a petulant frown while her eyes sparkled with good humor. "She's my daughter, after all."

With a gentle push from Sarah Jane, Rose was running again, falling into their arms like a comet out of the sky. It had been ages since she'd last seen their wonderful human faces, and she wondered how it was that the Doctor always knew just precisely when she was starting to get homesick. She wondered if they'd missed her as much as she'd missed them.

"Oh, Mum—" she started to sigh.

Behind her, the kerfuffle seemed to indicate that the Doctor was conscious—and upright, but rather speechless, based on the fact that his mouth wasn't already running. In absence of any conversational efforts, Rose could make out someone mumbling, "one, two, three, and—"

The carolling recommenced.

A few weeks before Christmas, at one of their usual dinners, Jackie had put a question to the table: What did one get an alien who already had everything, and a time machine to boot?

The faces all around had been thoughtful. There were joking suggestions—"a diary, to keep track of his appointments," and "a swift kick in the arse" were prominent among them. Jackie herself had joined in, saying that she didn't really have any reason to get the daft man anything, since he refused to consent to becoming her son-in-law.

But, as the wine flowed and the gentle scrape of flatware filled the silence, it occurred to all of them that they really couldn't think of anything. The Doctor—the alien who had unknowingly bound their little group together—had, as Jackie said, the entire universe at his feet. The usual holiday gifts seemed a bit extraneous at that point.

As usual, it was Sarah Jane who came up with the idea.

The only sensible answer, she informed them, was a reunion with—as she put it—auld acquaintance.

Jackie's arms remained around Rose for the entire duration of Auld Lang Syne, so tight and with eyes so blurred with tears that she didn't even see the band around her daughter's finger.

In fact, she didn't find Rose's news out until much later, when the Doctor and his companions were all assembled around her dinner table. But it was safe to say that she felt very glad she'd decided to give him a gift—he was going to be her son-in-law, after all.

#i'm not sure i'm happy with this one but... i just wanted my Special Guests to get their moment!#ten x rose #tenrose #tenth doctor #rose tyler #jackie tyler #timepetals #ficandchips #31 days of ficmas #dw

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hyperion-moonbabe-art3mis · 4 years

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Caught In Between 13. Successes

Summary: Athena Dumont has finally found a place to call home after many years of foster homes and traveling. She had finally tamed her supernatural side and just wanted to live a normal teenage life. She quickly discovers that there is nothing normal about her hometown, Mystic Falls and gets sucked right back into the supernatural world.

Post Date: 07.28.20

Word count: 3.1k

Based off: 03x05 “The Reckoning”

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The next morning we arrive in Mystic Falls. We spend the day just hanging about and keeping an eye on what everyone was up to. It pained me that I couldn’t warn them or at least say hi to them. I was at least happy that Klaus didn’t make me do his bidding and spy on them for him.

Once nightfall came Klaus had taken the truck to the back of the school and had his sister, Stefan and I wait for whatever he had planned. I sat waiting impatiently for Stefan to wake up as Rebekah starred out the back.

“So, I’m curious. How did you get involved with my brother’s and what is this promise that was mentioned?” Rebekah asks not moving a muscle.

“You Mikaelson’s just don’t give up huh. I met your brother’s a few years back after triggering my curse. I stayed for a while until I needed to start over which clearly didn’t work out. As for the promise,” I sigh. “I promised Elijah to keep Klaus under control. But I clearly can’t.” I explain.

“So why not leave?” She asks.

“Do you really think Klaus will let me leave. Why do you think I’m still here?” I ask slightly annoyed. The next thing I hear is a grunt and shift from Stefan, as he wakes up.

“Oh, he lives,” Rebekah says turning back towards me and Stefan.

“What happened?” Stefan questions.

“You took a beating,” Rebekah responds.

“Klaus has been breaking your neck all afternoon. Quite the temper.” I add.

“Why did he bring us back to Mystic Falls?” Stefan questions next as he starts to get up.

“You can stop playing dumb now. It didn’t take him long enough to figure out what you’d been hiding, ” Rebekah says shifting her gaze between you and Stefan.

“I’m not hiding anything. I’ve done everything Klaus has asked me to,” Stefan responds back.

“No, you just failed to mention that the doppelganger’s still alive,” Rebekah explains. You notice as Stefan is taken aback a bit and pushes off the confrontation.

“Where is Klaus now?” Stefan asks.

“With any luck, ripping that cow’s bloody head off,” Rebekah responds. I sit clenching my fists wanting to punch Rebekah but stay still knowing I can’t take her. The next thing you notice is Stefan rushing Rebekah slamming her onto the concrete.

“Where is she?” He questions madly as I jump out of the truck.

“You really do love her, don’t you?” Rebekah questions back before pushing Stefan against the truck and punching him. “Consider me jealous,” She says before plunging something into Stefan’s stomach.

Rebekah soon leaves after stabbing Stefan. You wanted to go after her but cared for Stefan more, “Go after her, I’ll be fine.” Steffan grunts.

“No, I’ll get her in a moment. Or she’ll be back for us soon enough,” I say as I start to pull the crowbar out of Stefan’s torso.

“Just go find Elena make sure she’s safe, I’ll get this out myself,” Stefan says grasping as his stomach.

I make my way into the school and quickly make my way through the halls. I begin to become frustrated as I can’t find anyone. I take a moment and stop to listen for anything, and soon enough I pick up Klaus’ voice and follow it. I make it into the gymnasium not too far after Rebekah, who has Tyler in hand.

“I’d like you all to meet my sister, Rebekah. Word of warning-- she can be quite mean,” I hear Klaus say as I just start to enter.

“Don’t be an ass!” She responds.

“Leave him alone!” I say as I make my way to the group.

“Ahh...lovely to see you join us here Athena,” Klaus says as I hug Elena and Bonnie.

“I’m so glad to see you’re ok,” Elena whispers in my ear.

“I’m going to make this very simple--” Klaus starts as he drags Tyler away from us. “Every time I attempt to turn a werewolf into a vampire hybrid, they die during the transition. Athena can attest to this. It’s quite horrible actually.” Klaus explains and then feeds his blood to Tyler. “I need you to find a way to save my hybrids, Bonnie. And for Tyler’s sake… you better hurry.” Klaus grabs around Tyler’s mouth.

“Klaus, Don’t!” I yell as I run to him, but I wasn’t quick enough because as soon as I got to them, Klaus had snapped his neck and dropped Tyler’s body to the floor. I start to punch Klaus, once again he lets my fist hit his face before taking me into a hold.

“Shh...Shh…” He says quietly into my ear.

“Let me go!” I say and push myself out of his arms then making my way down to Tyler’s body. Even though I knew he was dead I still wanted to check on him. Klaus makes his way to the bleachers as the rest of the group hovers over Tyler.

“He killed him,” Matt says.

“He’s not dead. Klaus’ blood will turn him into a vampire,” I explain.

“And if Bonnie’s successful, he’ll live through his transition. Go on, then. Go fetch your grimoires and enchantments and what-not. I’ll hold on to Elena for safekeeping. Oh and make sure you whip up two of whatever solution you find,” Klaus says taking hold of Elena’s arm. He passes Elena off to Rebekah and grabs me. “And for more safekeeping, ” He says and drags me back. Matt and Bonnie run off so they can find a solution as quickly as possible.

“So this is the latest doppelganger. The original one was much prettier,” Rebekah taunts.

“Enough, Rebekah. Take the wolf boy elsewhere, would you?” Klaus asks annoyed and taking ahold of Elena with his free hand. Rebekah puts on a fake smile before dragging Tyler off.

“Just ignore her. Petty little thing.” Klaus says to Elena.

“You don’t have to keep ahold of me, Klaus. You know I’ll stay,” I say pulling my arm out from his grasp.

“Good little wolf. Loyal.” Klaus says as I glare at him.

“I’m not loyal to you,” I respond.

“Yes, you’re loyal to my brother. But you’ll come around,” He responds and I roll my eyes. He lets Elena go as she knows she can’t outrun him. We wait for a few minutes as Klaus sits on the bleachers and Elena and I check on Chad and Dana.

Soon enough Stefan finally walks in looking like he healed from the stab, “Stefan…” Elena says standing up.

“Klaus.” Stefan glares over to the bleachers.

“Come to save your damsel, mate?” Klaus asks.

“I came to ask for your forgiveness. And pledge my loyalty,” Stefan states.

“Well, you broke that pledge once already,” Klaus states back.

“Elena means nothing to me anymore. And whatever you ask of me...I will do,” Stefan explains. I wasn’t quite sure but it almost seemed like Stefan was playing games, but I couldn’t tell.

“Fair enough. Let’s drink on it,” Klaus says getting up from the bleachers. “Kill them. What are you waiting for? Kill them.” Klaus demands pointing to Chad and Dana

“No Stefan, don’t. He’s not gonna hurt me. He already said--” Elena butts in before Klaus takes a huge wack to Elena.

“Klaus! I swear on my li--” I start before he grabs me by the throat holding me just barley to where I can touch the ground.

“Athena, love. If you try anything. I will kill them,” He says before letting me go. I drop to the floor grasping my throat. Stefan rushes Klaus as I crawl over to make sure Elena is ok.

“She means nothing to you? Your lies just keep piling up,” Klaus says holding Stefan an arm’s length away by the throat.

“Let her go! I’ll do whatever you want, you have my word!” Stefen offers grasping Klaus’s hands at his neck.

“Your word doesn’t mean much. I lived by your word all summer, during which time I never had to resort to this--stop fighting,” Klaus compels Stefan.

“Don’t do this. Don’t do this.” Stefan whispers under his breath.

“I didn’t want to. All I wanted was your allegiance. At least I have Athena’s. Now I’m going to have to take yours.” Klaus explains as Elena looks confused over at me. But I shake my head telling her that he doesn’t.

“You will do exactly as I say. When I say it. You will not run, you will not hide, you will simply just obey,” Klaus compels Stefan before letting him go.

“No, Stefan,” Elena says softly from beside me.

“Now kill them, ripper,” Klaus demands and gestures to Chand and Dana once more. Stefan then rushes to Dana and sinks his fangs into her neck, drinking every last drop. And then does the same to Chad.

“It’s always nice to see a vampire in his true element. The species has become such a broody lot,” Klaus says kneeling between Elena and me.

“No, you did this to him,” Elena says.

“I invited him to the party, love. He’s the one dancing on the table.” Klaus responds as we stand up.

“Where is it?! Where’s my necklace?” You hear Rebekah says as the tramples in.

“What are you talking about?” Klaus asks.

“She has my necklace. Look,” Rebekah holds up a phone as Klaus takes it.

“Well, well. More lies,” Klaus says after taking a look at the photo.

“Where...is it?” Rebekah asks once more getting impatient.

“I don’t have it anymore,” Elena responds.

“You’re lying!” Rebekah yells back before going for Elena’s neck. You, Klaus, and Stefan go to pull her off.

“Knock it off!” Klaus sternly yells at his sister as Elena falls to the ground.

“Make her tell me where it is, Nik!” She demands.

“Don’t you think if she had it. She’d be wearing it?” I inject looking up at the two from where Elena was laying.

“Where’s the necklace, sweetheart? Be honest.” Klaus asks seemingly in a nice way.

“I’m telling the truth. Katherine stole it,” Elena explains.

“Katerina. Of course. Well, that’s unfortunate. If we had the necklace it would make things a whole lot easier for your witch but since we’re doing this the hard way, let’s put a clock on it, shall we?” Klaus says making his way to a control panel.

“20 minutes. If Bonnie hasn’t found a solution by then, I want you to feed again. Only this time, I want you to feed on Elena. You know you want to.” Klaus says making his way back to Stefan.

“No, Klaus! Don’t do this to him.” I say.

“No one leaves. If she tries to run, fracture her spine,” Klaus says pulling me along with him and Rebekah out of the gym.

Klaus passes me off to Rebekah as he goes off to somewhere else. She takes me with her to the science classroom where I find Tyler and Caroline, “ Oh thank god you’re ok,” Caroline pulls me into a tight hug.

“I’m glad you’re ok too,” I pull away and make my way over to Tyler’s body. Rebekah sits upon another table a few feet away as she looks at Caroline’s phone.

After a few minutes, all of a sudden Tyler jolts awake, gasping for air.

“Hey! Shhh.” Caroline tries to calm him as he coughs and gets ahold of himself.

“Where am I? What happened?” Tyler asks once he takes in his surroundings.

“Don’t be shy about it,” Rebekah butts in as she watches us from across the room.

“What’s going on?” He asks looking back to Caroline and me.

“Klaus is turning you into a vampire. A hybrid. You’re in transition,” I explained seeing as Caroline is struggling to get the words out.

“Don’t leave out the hard part, sweets. You’ll only survive is your witch is successful. If not…pretty much dead,” Rebekah further explains as Tyler sits up.

“You’re going to be ok. Ok? It’s going to be ok,” Caroline tries to keep Tyler calm.

“I wonder how she’s doing. Tick Tock goes the gym clock,” Rebekah taunts as she displays the two minutes left on the phone.

“Oh, would you just shut up already Rebekah,” I say annoyed. We continue to wait as Tyler goes through his transition without any blood.

“Well, the verdict’s in. The original witch says the doppelganger should be dead,” Klaus says walking into the room after a few more minutes of waiting.

“Does that mean we can kill her?” Rebekah asks excitedly making her way over to her brother. I just send her a nasty glare as she fake smiles at me.

“No, I’m fairly certain it means the opposite,” Klaus explains.

“What?” Rebekah asks back and takes ahold of Caroline.

“Let her go,” I say as Rebekah just tightens her grip.

“Call it a hunch--” Klaus responds bending down to Tyler who is in pain looking back at Caroline. “Elena’s blood. Drink it,” Klaus demands, leaning the tube towards Tyler.

“No! No, no, no, Tyler, don’t!” Caroline tries to convince him not to.

“If he doesn’t feed, he’ll die anyway, love. Consider this an experiment,” Klaus explains as he quickly looks up at me before setting his eyes back on Tyler. “It’s ok,” Klaus whispers as Tyler pulls himself up to grab the tube. “There we go,” Klaus whispers once more as Tyler brings the tube to his mouth.

“Good boy,” Klaus says as Tyler downs Elena’s blood. As soon as Tyler drank the blood he started gagging. Falling over and knocking the glasses on the tables along with him, I quickly rush over to help him, but Klaus grasps before I could get too close.

“Tyler? No!” Caroline yells as her and I struggle to get to him. Tyler continues to groan in pain as he moves along the floor while making me watch the pain he’s going through. He grasps his head screaming, before looking up displaying his amber eyes, the veins below them, and his werewolf teeth.

“Well, that’s a good sign,” Klaus says as he pulls me down to Tyler’s level with him.

“Time for patient number two,” Klaus says standing me up. He bites his wrist and then forces it upon my mouth. I couldn’t do anything but drink his blood. As soon as he finished, he let me out of his grasp.

“Is this what you had planned for me all along? This is why you wanted me to stay with you, so I could watch you make hybrids to eventually turn me into one, huh?” I ask trying to keep my distance from him. But all he does is give me that devilish smirk.

“Don’t you hurt her!” Is all I hear Caroline yell before I felt my neck snap and I drop into darkness.

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*Klaus and Rebekah take Elena and Athena to the hospital and are waiting outside for Elena’s blood.*

“So the doppelganger isn’t the problem. Her blood is the solution,” Rebekah states as she sits atop a car’s hood.

“Seems so,” Klaus confirms.

“How did you know?” She questions her brother.

“Well, you know how much the original witch hated me. Do you honestly think I would do anything other than the opposite of what she says,” Klaus responds.

“A thousand years in the grave and she’s still screwing with you,” Rebekah taunts.

“Well, it makes sense If you think about it from her perspective. It was her failsafe in case I ever broke the hybrid curse. The doppelganger had to die in order for me to become a hybrid but if she was dead…” Klaus starts to explain.

“Then you couldn’t use her blood to sire yourself a new species,” Rebekah finishes.

“Leaving me alone for all time,” Klaus says.

“Is that what this is about? Your obsession with hybrids. You just don’t want to be alone?” Rebekah questions.

“What I want is to take my girls, take my hybrid the hell out of this one pony town. You know why don’t you, uh, why don’t you get the truck, I’ll keep an eye on Athena and get Elena,” Klaus says clearly getting defensive. Rebekah slides of the hood and walks off. Klaus turns back and kneels down to check on Athena, who he set on the ground with a blanket atop of her.

“Well, look who finally decided to show up to the party,” Klaus says getting up from his kneeling position.

“Where are they?” Damon asks walking towards Klaus.

“Elena? Ah, she’s making a donation to a greater cause. Athena? She taking a nice nap right here,” Klaus explains as he gestures to Athena on the ground. Damon continues to walk trying to get to Athena and the hospital. “I’m afraid I can’t let you interfere, mate. That greater cause Elena is donating to is helping Athena and if you take her from me, she won’t survive, ” Klaus stops Damon by the chest.

“You’ll have to kill me,” Damon responds.

“Oh, I would love to kill you, but I made a pledge to your brother, and unlike him, I keep my word. Although you know what, thinking about it now, he probably doesn’t care that much anymore,” Klaus says before pushing Damon ontop the hood of a car.

“You don’t want to know about your friend Mikael?” Damon struggles to get out as Klaus gets ready to punch Damon but stops just short.

“What do you know about Mikael?” Klaus questions clearly distressed.

“Just that he knows you’re here,” Damon explains.

“Bluffing.”

“Katherine and I found him. Consider it our leverage.” Damon explains.

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I wake up gasping for air and coughing my lungs out. I look around noticing Klaus holding someone against a car, soon enough I could make out who it was, “Damon?” I question still trying to get ahold of my surroundings.

Before Damon could respond, Klaus slams him against another car. And the next thing I know, I’m whooshed away by Klaus. Soon enough we were back at the truck with Rebekah.

“She’s finally awake,” She says as Klaus sets me down at the edge of the truck.

“Drink,” He demands pulling out another tube of Elena’s blood.

“No, I’d rather die,” I respond as I start to feel the same pain as Tyler.

“And I can’t let you,” Klaus says and then grabs my face, forcing my mouth open. He pours the blood in my mouth, I try my best to spit it out but he keeps my mouth shut forcing me to swallow.

I start to feel a pain wash over me as the transition finishes. After hurdling over in pain for a few minutes, it stops, “I can’t lose you again, ever,” Klaus cups my face and I let myself relax. Soon enough I pull myself from his hand and try to run away, but am stopped by Klaus.

I continue to struggle against him, “Shhh...shhh. It’s all right,” Klaus whispers to me before snapping my neck once more.

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Future Dreamboat: Part 2

Pairing: Time Traveler/40’s!Dean x 40’s!Reader

Word Count: 1350

Summary: Based on 07x12 – Time After Time so yeah. Dean gets thrown back in time, when he needs a break he asks Eliot Ness, where the nearest bar is. A woman is in an alley that needs someone’s help, which just so happens to be Dean’s. Dean has to prove to the reader that he is from the future.

Written for: @spngenrebingo / @/spnonewordbingo

Squares Filled: 1940’s / petticoat

Also written for @sdavid09’s 2020 bingo challenge filling the cannon square.

Future Dreamboat: Part 1

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“Where did you come from?” You muttered under your breath. There was no way that this man was real.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Y/N.” You could see the pain on his face as a bittersweet smile arose.

You gave him a nervous laugh, “what? Are you from the future?”

Dean’s palms began to sweat, you had hit the nail right on the head. Dean was tempted to scratch at the back of his neck but Ezra would kill him if he messed up his suit or his hair. Instead he shoved his hands into the pockets of his petticoat, shrugging. There was nothing else to say other than to tell you the truth.

“I hate to admit it, and you probably won’t believe me, like I said, but yeah. I’m from the future. 2014 to be exact.”

He was right, you didn’t believe him. There was no such thing as time travel - right?If it were a thing, somebody would have stopped these horrible wars or the bad people in this life, right?

“You’re right. I don’t believe you. You’re talking a lot of nonsense and I demand the truth right now.” You were confused. You needed Dean to tell you that this was all some big joke and he had gone to the cinema and seen too many of those silly movies. “I need you to tell me the truth, prove it, or you can get out of my apartment.”

You were ready to kick him out until he pulled out a small device just a little bigger than his hand. As he pressed a button on the little thing, it seemed to light up.

“This is my cell phone. They make them smaller and portable in the future instead of the one that is attached to the wall 24/7.” He tried to think of something else that wouldn’t damage the future, Dean scoffed forgetting about the ‘time-traveling rules’ by telling you - just one person - but he was going to get you to believe him. “The war ends next year. Hitler offs himself but I think it was foul play.”

“Can I see your cell phone?” You stood, holding out your hand for Dean to place it into your hand. As soon as you had it in your grasp, you inspected the object. “So you can make telephone calls with this. Wherever and whenever you wish?”

“Not just calls, you can send texts - they’re like letters but you can send them on here - you can also take photos, play games.” You thought you heard him mutter something about porn but that couldn’t be right, you didn’t really want to think about it. Maybe he was telling you the truth about being from the future. Being able to do these things just sounded so bizarre and unimaginable. How could this small device be capable of doing so many other devices jobs.

“I can show you something awesome too.” He asked for his phone back, tapping in his password and pulling up the camera, showing you your own face. “This is selfie mode, it lets you take a picture of yourself.”

“That makes sense. It’s a clever name.”

He told you to smile before you saw him press a button on the screen, within seconds he had pulled up the photo of the two of you and you were completely and utterly enchanted by it. It was an instant image of the two of you.

It was hard not to believe Dean after he had shown you his cell phone and told you the results of baseball games, the very near future about the war. Dean had even shown you how fashion had evolved. It wasn’t an incredulous idea that women wore pants, or shorter dresses, or even tops that were cut in half; Dean informed you that they were called crop tops.

You didn’t know whether to be shocked or intrigued about the fashion in the future. It wasn’t too different from now but you still loved that women weren’t subjected to just wearing what men thought was appropriate. You wondered what it would be like to live in that era. How would it be different? Would it be better? Worse?

Your trail of thought was interrupted when you heard him sigh. “There’s something else, isn't there? You’re very jumpy and restless, like someone is after you. Did you anger someone?”

“It’s not a someone per say. It’s a something. Chronos. He is sort of the God of time. He left a trail of bodies in 2014 and when I found him he dragged me here. Now somehow me and my brother have to communicate 68 years apart. That’s where things get difficult.”

It had been days but they were finally able to get through to Sam 68 years from now. He eventually found the house and summoned Chronos with the help of one of his old flames. You were there to witness it and say goodbye to Dean.

“Wild guess-” You heard Dean say. “It takes three kills to juice you up.”

Chronos interrupted with a scoff. “Sacrifices. Three sacrifices, and I can control when and where I land. But once I get there, it’s never for long before I’m tossed through time again. That’s my life, Lila. And all I want is to get back here.”

Eliot choked out a laugh, “because you just love the clean Canton air?”

“Because I love her! Because I lived the worst existence you can imagine, and then I found you.”

Eliot mentioned Tyler Crosby and Cathy Porter but the next thing he says just rises bile to the top of your throat Eliot deduced that Lila was going to be his third and final victim so he could travel again, there was a sadness in his eyes. Maybe he did love Lila but it was still no excuse to murder. He took a step towards the woman in question but Lila was distraught. She knew about Cathy, one of the people that he had murdered.

“You are a monster.”

“No, Lila, please!”

Dean is ready to stab Chronos but the latter sees the movement in Lila’s eyes and ruins the chance Dean had to stop the God, making him drop the stake to the floor. Eliot’s gun goes off. POP. POP. It’s two shots in the back but it doesn’t seem to stop Chronos from grappling Dean by the throat.

There’s a blinding red light, it’s coming from Chronos’ chest and if that doesn’t make you believe in magic and time travelling, you didn’t know what did. From your spot, you wince when Chronos chokes Dean. An idea sparks when you spot the grandfather clock.

11:34.

You find the stake on the floor and throw it to Dean after you get his attention from calling his name, you can’t help it but you scurry over to where the two fight, trying to get Chronos to let go of Dean but there is an explosion of red and white light.

What you hadn’t expected was to be whisked away and thrown into the future. Standing there with Dean, in front of some new people that you had never met before but noting the smiles on all of their faces you deducted that they might just be Dean’s family that he was searching for.

You can’t really hear anything, your ears buzzing. You missed Sam shouting, catching Chronos’ attention before he stabbed in the chest with the stake

Another white light pulses and flickers in Chronos’ chest, travelling up his neck. The God of time drops to his knees, weakened by the dreaded stake to the heart but with his dying breath. Chronos laughs in the faces of the Winchesters. “You want to know your future? I know your future. It’s covered in thick black ooze. It’s everywhere. They’re everywhere. Enjoy oblivion.”

In seconds Chronos is dead, you see Sam and Dean glance at each other, his head dropping down as Jody holds him upright in her lap.

“Oh, fudge sticks. I’m guessing that’s not good.”

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myhockeyworld87 · 4 years

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Choices - Tyler Seguin/Jamie Benn - Part 28

Word Count: 2,037

POV: Reader

Warnings: None that I can think of but I always say language just in case.

Notes: I put a little Jamie love in here for those that think I’m only focusing on Tyler. Voting is open until 8PM EST Friday!!! Happy Reading

Choices Master

When you woke up the following morning after sneaking around Tyler's you were ready to get answers; no matter what they were. There was obviously something going on between Kathleen and Tara, though you couldn't quite put your finger on it just yet. So, you got up and got ready hoping to catch Kathleen. You weren't sure how you were going to confront her. Did you just walk up to her apartment, knock on the door, and demand to know what's going on? You had a feeling that she wouldn't tell you the truth even if you had evidence in your hand; so that plan was a no go.

Your only other option was to follow her. Which is how you found yourself sitting in your car across the street from where she lived. It didn't take long for her to emerge, but what you didn't expect was to see Tara with her. However, that wasn't what had you following the two down the road. It was the fact that Tara, in a matter of two weeks looked nine months pregnant. There was no way that she could've hidden something like that in such a short time. Hell, you were having twins and didn't look that big. Besides, she'd flat out told you she met Tyler so he could give her money for an abortion. Which obviously didn't happen, given the way she looked right now.

At the moment you could only come up with one solution to the whole thing, and that was that she was faking being pregnant. If she was doing this to some other guy, then she could totally have faked her pregnancy with Christopher. There were still a million questions in your head and as you followed Kathleen's car.

The two drove to a ritzier section in town, not far from where Tyler and Jamie lived. The neighborhood was quiet and afforded the owners some privacy, but you could still see them pull into the drive of a home that was just a tad fancier than Tyler's. Both got out then and went inside. It didn't seem as if the owner was home, for you saw them enter the code to get inside. It couldn't have been more than thirty minutes and you saw Kathleen leave, though this time by herself. Part of you wanted to follow her, but instead, you decided to wait out and see what was happening with Tara.

Shortly after, Kathleen left, a man in a Bentley pulled into the garage. What you wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall in that house. It wasn't more than twenty minutes later, Tara came out of the house crying. The man following after her. From your hideout, on the side street, you couldn't quite hear what the were saying. The man was obviously flustered, but there was something about the way Tara was acting that you could tell she wasn't crying real tears. A few minutes later Tara pulled some papers out of her purse and the man signed the forms, before thrusting them back at her. He stood there for several minutes just looking at her until an Uber pulled up and Tara got in; which was now your cue to follow her.

You ended up at a decent house in a nice neighborhood in Dallas. Kathleen's car was sitting in the driveway and as Tara exited the vehicle; she came out to greet her. That's when all your suspicions were confirmed, for Tara reached around and pulled off some sort of prosthetic baby belly. She was obviously scamming that man out of money. The question was had she been doing the same to Tyler? And if so how could you prove it. You needed to find out if Christopher was real, and maybe finding out who the man was Tara had just scammed could help you with that. You headed home to see if you could discover some more information on the guy before you went any further.

Your phone rang on the way back. "Hey Jame, what's up?" you answered.

"Hi, sweetheart. How are you and the twins doing today?"

"We're doing great."

"Sounds like you're in the car. Where are you off to this morning?"

You couldn't very well tell Jamie what you'd been up to. He'd been so insistent that you not put any more stress in your life, but this was something that you couldn't let go since it might potentially affect your children. "Just running a few errands." Which wasn't a total lie. There was just no reason to divulge the specifics.

"Well, I hope you're taking it easy."

"I am, Jame. I promise. So, how are things in Tampa?"

"Good, but I miss you like crazy." You could even hear it in his voice.

"I miss you too." You really did. When Jamie was home the two of you had fallen into this comfort level with each other. On nights that he didn't have to play, the two of you would cook dinner together, end up watching some game on the television, then finally end up in bed; where sleeping wasn't necessarily a priority. Your second trimester had really upped your hormones to a new level, but thankfully Jamie had been more than willing to satisfy all your hormonal urges. "What time will you be home tomorrow?"

"Not till late, though we are flying straight back after the game; so, don't wait up."

"I can always take a nice long nap during the day." He chuckled at your response. The two of you talked for another hour or more, about nothing in particular, but then you'd always been able to do that with Jamie. It was only because the twins were starving that you ended hanging up. "Ok hun, I'm going to go feed these little ones that are growling inside me."

"Well if I were there, sweetheart, you know I'd make you something."

"Can't you just fly home and be with me?" you whined to him. "Forget I asked that. I know you and I know you'd do it if it was possible. It's one of the reasons why I love you so much."

"Just one?" He teased.

"Oh stop! You know there's a million." And there really were. Jamie seemed to show you every day that he really was the only man you were meant to be with. "Now hang up, before I regret saying anything more."

"I love you, (Y/N)."

"I love you more."

"Couldn't possibly. Now go feed our children." He kissed you through the phone and you returned it, before hanging up and heading straight for the kitchen. You chopped up some leftover chicken and threw it into a salad before heading straight for your laptop to do some digging on the guy you saw with Tara. You tried not to get your hopes up as you did reverse address lookup, though luck seemed to be on your side. The name Philip Brentwood popped up on the screen. After a quick google search, you'd found that he was a wealthy entrepreneur that had made his money in the tech business. He was also older with a wife and a couple adult children. This meant that he'd probably had an affair with Tara and didn't want his wife finding out about it.

Now that you had all this information, you didn’t know what to do with it. There was no phone number tied to the address and it wasn’t like you could actually call him up; he’d probably think you were a complete loon, telling him that some random woman was lying to him about having his child. You were really stuck between a rock and a hard place at the moment. There was always stalking him as you did with Tara and Kathleen, but what would it really prove. You’d look crazier than Tara actually was. The information that you’d collected was enough for you to question whether or not Christopher was real, and now that you knew where Tara lived; it gave you access to find out the answer. You needed to stage a run-in with her, at her place and figure a way inside.

Which is how you found yourself parked on a side street, yet still able to see her house the next day. You knew you wouldn’t be able to stay there the whole day long and just wait for her, but you thought if we went in the afternoon you might catch her going for lunch or meeting up with friends. It was about an hour into the stakeout that you saw some movement inside. You got out of your car and made it look as though you were going out to get some exercise, or at least that was going to be your excuse when you ran into her. As she turned around after locking the house, you saw a moment of recognition mixed with fear in her eyes. “Tara is that you? I didn’t know you lived in the neighborhood.” You tried to put on an Oscar-worthy performance when you greeted her.

“(Y/N)? Um…yeah. I’ve lived here for a while.” She made her way over to you. “How are you doing?” She asked obviously referring to your bump.

“We’ve been doing ok,” You rubbed your belly to emphasize you were speaking for the babies as well. “Just moved to this area a couple weeks ago, and thought I’d get a little exercise while checking everything out.”

“Oh! So you’re not with Tyler anymore?” She seemed excited about the prospect that Tyler was single again, but you didn’t know if it was for her or Kathleen.

“No, after our talk, I felt it best we went our own ways. If he can’t acknowledge his own son; I’m not sure I want him in my child’s life.” Your statement seemed to throw her for a loop, for all she could do was nod her head up a few times. “Speaking of Christopher,” well technically you weren’t but you thought this gave a little lead-in. “Where is your sweet little boy? I'd love to meet him."

“Umm…a…he’s not here.” She was definitely flustered over your asking about the child. “My mom came by about twenty minutes ago and picked him up for the day." The lie rolled so easily off her tongue and since you'd been sitting there for an hour; you knew no one had come to her house. Now, who was giving the performance?

“Oh, I’m so sorry I missed him. Maybe now that we’re practically neighbors and all we could get together sometime. I mean I’m going to need all the single mom tips I can get.”

“Umm…yeah…sure. Some other time I’ve really got to run now.” She said stepping away from you. You couldn’t let her leave, this was the only time you had before Jamie came home to prove that something was going on here.

“I understand, sorry to…OOHH,” you grabbed your stomach as if something was wrong with the babies. It was so wrong to use them in this way and you hoped that God would forgive you for it. “OH, the pain. It hurts so bad.” You were being way overdramatic but it did get her to stop and come over to you. Maybe the bitch had a heart after all.

“Are you ok?”

“I don’t know. Do you have a place I can sit for a moment?” She looked around as if a chair would magically appear on the lawn but didn’t.

“Of course, come inside.” She helped you in, and you continued to hold the babies and wince out in pain every now and then to keep your charade going. She unlocked the door and led you inside. What you saw you couldn’t believe.

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Choices time.

A) As you make your way through the house, you see pictures of Tyler. Some were of the two of you but she cut you out and put her pic in instead.

B) There’s not one thing in the house that shows a sign that she has a baby. No toys, bottles, clothes, etc…

C) The prosthetic baby bump is laying on the floor.

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Different - Adam Sackler (pt. 3)

thank you soooo much for all the love and support you’ve been showing to this series, this means so much to me! this series has been pretty dear to my heart so I’m happy that so many of you like it! this part is a little shorter than the previous ones, but for the sake of the plot this is where I had to cut it. given the fact how fast I’m writing the story, I’ll probably stick to the daily posting, and there will be approximately 5 parts all together, meaning 2 more until the end! as always, feedback is very much appreciated!

series summary: Hannah lets you move in with her and Adam as you are her second cousin and in need of a place to live. Your relationship with Adam starts rocky, but things soon seem to be taking a turn.

pairing: Adam Sackler x Reader

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It’s been hard on Adam as well and he has been struggling just as hard as you. The past couple of weeks has left him with a lot of emotions and he has been working on sorting them out, but it’s a situation he hasn’t faced just yet. Following Hannah’s departure Adam definitely had fears, but it took some time for him to realize they weren’t about her, but more about you. Living with you alone, with no third person scared him, because he has already been having inappropriate thoughts about you before and now that Hannah was away, he felt like he had one less thing to keep him in his place.

He knows it’s not okay to watch you do your everyday things and think about how much he loves to just look at you, that catching himself thinking about you several times a day is not what he should be doing and that the endless jealousy he felt when he found out that you are going on a date scared him more than almost anything in life. When you told him the truth that’s hard to accept for the both of you, he kind of realized you were right, but when he lied in his bed that night, sleepless from his racing thoughts, he still couldn’t make himself believe it’s best if he keeps himself away from you. He has tried that already and it ended with him sleeping in your bed after that night you got drunk. There is just something in you that keeps pulling him in and he can do nothing against it. And slowly, he realizes he doesn’t want to do anything. He is tired of fighting with himself.

He wants to know where this could lead, he just doesn’t know how to figure it out in a way that doesn’t hurt anyone.

A few days later Tyler asks you out on a second date to which you say yes and because of everything that went down you don’t tell Adam. Hannah is set to come back for the weekend exactly when you are going to go out with him again so you think it’s the perfect timing.

The week goes by pretty uneventfully. You and Adam hang out on evenings, usually having dinner together when he gets home in time from work, but when he doesn’t, you’re still up when he arrives so you just watch TV together for a while before you feel like you can’t keep your eyes open any longer. He is nice, chatty, seems to be okay with where you two are heading and it brings you a little peace too, knowing that you might have finally found balance.

Coming home from work that Friday, when you walk into the apartment Hannah greets you with a scream.

“Hey!” she throws herself on you and you barely catch her keeping your balance.

“You’re back!” you chuckle hugging her.

“Yeah, just got here like twenty minutes ago. How are you?”

“I’m good! Everything is fine.”

As you reply Adam walks out of their bedroom and joins the three of you, kissing the top of Hannah’s head and a rush of jealousy washes over you by this small gesture. It’s been quite long since you saw them together and almost forgot the fact that they are really a couple.

“How was living with Adam without me? Did he drive you crazy?” she asks grinning, glancing up at Adam and you notice the anxious look in his eyes that he tries to cover with a warm smile.

Did he drive you crazy? Kind of, and you guess he knows the answer too, he is just scared what you might tell Hannah, but you are not a petty person.

“No, he was alright,” you exhale smiling.

“Good, I’m glad you two got along well,” she nods as you and Adam look at each other and chills run down your spine from the look he gives you before turning back to Hannah. “We are having dinner at that new place a few corners from here, you wanna join us?”

“I’m sure you’d rather be alone.”

“No, I want you to come! This is my time for everyone here, not for just Adam. We’ll have the rest of the weekend together.” “Yeah, but…” you sigh, not wanting to go into the details why you don’t want to go, but she forces it out of you.

“What, do you have a date or something?”

“I…”

“You do!” she gasps. “Who’s the guy? Oh my God Y/N, that’s amazing!”

“Is this the Tyler guy again?” Adam sternly asks and looking at him you can’t really decide what his expression means.

“Yeah.”

“Wait, you’ve met him already? So it’s not the first date?”

“No, we had one already.”

“Is he taking you to dinner?”

“No, he said we are going to this art gallery opening.” “Okay, then you can have an early dinner with us, tell us everything about him and then meet him, this is just perfect!”

“I think she doesn’t want to share the details, Hannah,” Adam chimes in, trying to hold his girlfriend back, but she is just too stubborn and you both know that.

“I demand to be told about it! Go, get ready, we are leaving in thirty,” she urges you and you just know you can’t say no to her.

An hour later the three of you are sitting at a small table in this restaurant that you just can’t tell if it’s Italian or Japanese, but you let this detail slip.

“So, let’s hear everything! How did you meet him, what is he like, is he treating you right?” Hannah seems excited to hear all about Tyler, but she is probably the only one feeling that way at the table.

“Maybe not everything,” Adam mumbles, his eyes focused on the menu even though you’ve already ordered. Hannah dismisses his comment.

“Um, we work at the same place, he is on HR. He is nice, I guess,” you shrug, feeling nervous to talk about it all, especially with Adam sitting right in front of you.

“Is he cute?”

“He… is.”

“Has he kissed you? Or have you already slept with him?”

“Hannah,” Adam growls and she looks at him confused as you try not to choke on your own saliva by her blunt questions.

“What?” she growls turning to Adam. “Out of the three of us you are the least prude person, so what is your problem?”

“We are in a fucking… restaurant. Have some morals,” he quietly tells her, but she just rolls her eyes at him before turning back to you.

“Um, nothing has happened yet,” you say and your eyes meet Adams. You wish you could read his thoughts right at that moment, because there is something in his eyes, but you just can’t tell what it is.

“Oh, he is moving slow, how romantic,” she smiles to herself as you just awkwardly nod. You don’t share the detail that he has tried to kiss you last time, you just ducked and his lips ended up on your cheeks. You were really not into getting physical so fast and luckily he seemed to understand and accept your decision.

“So, how is Iowa?” you ask with the pure intention of diverting the attention away from you to her. You watch her face drop a little, but then her smile is back a moment later.

“Oh, it’s nice. I don’t have many classes, so I have tons of time to write.”

“That’s nice! I’m glad you are enjoying your time.”

“Yeah!” she nods, but you feel like it’s not genuine.

The rest of the dinner is just as awkward as the beginning was. You hate sitting there and watching Hannah and Adam be affectionate with each other. This is a whole new level of third-wheeling, because when they kiss at one point, you catch Adam’s eyes on you and it makes you want to scream. The intensity of the moment is just throwing you over the edge, you hate this, you hate seeing them together and you just don’t understand. It’s not like a new thing, you literally lived together for months before she left, what’s so different now?

You can’t wait for the moment it’s time for you to leave and when it finally comes you basically flee.

“It’s been great to talk, I hope you’re gonna have a nice evening together!” you say forcing yourself to smile before hugging Hannah goodbye and heading towards the exit.

You’re almost out the door when someone grabs your wrist and turning back you see Adam standing in front of you.

“Wait, I just…”

He struggles to find the right words as you wait for him to finally tell you what he wants.

“Yes, Adam?” you urge him to speak.

“What I told you before the last date still stands.”

“I’m not sure what you’re talking about,” you furrow your eyebrows at him confused.

“That if you need help, just call me.”

“Thanks, but I’m sure everything is going to be alright. Besides, just enjoy your time with Hannah.”

That second part comes out a little spicier than you intended, you can actually see the change in his eyes, but before he could say anything else you just turn around and walk out.

You take a few minutes to yourself outside in the cold night air. This past few hours has been harder on you than you would actually admit and now the thought of them spending the rest of the evening together just makes you want to cry even though this is the most normal thing to happen on the planet since they are a couple.

You hate this, you really do, because you really thought things are going to get better after what went down recently between you and Adam, but Hannah’s return just made it a hundred times harder and made you feel worse than ever.

When you finally get your shit together you head to the subway because you are already a little late.

No matter how hard you try, you can’t get your mind fully away from Adam and it shows. Tyler is trying his best to make this evening as nice as possible, but you just can’t wait to go home, crawl into bed and cry yourself to sleep probably. The date cuts shorter than last time as you tell him you’d really like to head home when he suggests to go for a walk just like last time.

“Thanks for everything, Tyler,” you smile at him when you arrive to your building.

“I hope you didn’t find it too boring,” he chuckles scratching the back of his neck.

“No! I really liked it, so thank you.”

“Alright…” There is a short pause before he steps closer and he tries to kiss you again.

And you turn away, again.

But this time, the reaction is a little different.

“Okay, this is not cool, Y/N,” he sighs, clearly frustrated by the situation.

“I’m sorry?”

“This is not middle school where you hold hands for six months straight before you let the guy kiss you for the first time.”

“Are you mad because I’m not kissing you? I’m really not feeling well, this is why I would rather not.”

“Why do I feel like you’ll always have an excuse? You know what? Last time I let it slip because I thought you are just a little shy, but this gotta be something else.”

The fact that he is pissed at you for such a nonsense thing is making you mad as well, wanting to just punch him right now.

“Grow up and learn to respect others, Tyler,” you spat at him, but he just scoffs.

“You telling me to grow up is the joke of the month, honestly. Other girls usually ask me to come up at this point and you don’t even let me kiss you, this is just ridiculous!”

“Well I’m not like other girls!” you retort and you are just about to turn around and leave this unbelievable conversation when he grabs your wrist and yanks you back, causing you to almost lose your balance and fall.

“I’m not fucking done with you! You can’t just walk away from me when I’m still talking!” he sneers through his teeth, hand gripping your wrist tightly.

“Let me go, asshole,” you hiss at him trying to free yourself, but he is just too strong and his hold is starting to get really painful, probably already leaving a mark on your skin.

He is just about to say something else when the door to the building flies open and the next thing you know is that someone just throw a punch at Tyler, and he lets go of you to cover his nose that immediately starts bleeding.

“Oh shit,” you gasp, in shock at the sudden events and you turn to see a very angry looking Adam, shaking his hand lightly and he definitely looks like he is ready to kill Tyler any moment.

“You better get the fuck away from here, you fucker, before I break your neck!” he warns him and Tyler stares back in shock, the blood staining his shirt.

For a moment you feel like he is going to hit back, but then he decides it’s better to leave. He mumbles something under his breath before spitting on the pavement right in front of you and then walks away.

“Are you okay?” Adam turns to you, the threatening tone is long gone from his voice, turning soft in just a heartbeat. He cups your face in his hands, checking if you have anything on you, but there’s nothing, just pure shock in your eyes.

“I-I’m alright. It’s just my hand,” you whimper, feeling the tears building up in your eyes as it all crashes at you once. He gently takes your hand, taking a look at it and it’s a deep shade of red and you’re already sure it’s going to bruise by the morning.

“Come on, let’s go back inside,” he softly says wrapping an arm around your shoulders as he pulls you to his side and walks you up to the apartment.

You sit on the couch, sniffing quietly as he gets you an icepack, and you still can’t believe this just happened.

“Here,” he sighs joining you on the couch, handing you the icepack. You mumble a faint thank you as you push it to your skin, hissing at the sudden coldness of it. “Are you sure he didn’t hurt you anywhere else?”

“No, he didn’t have the chance, you arrived in time,” you say with a sad smile.

“What the fuck happened though?” he asks with a grimace, running his fingers through his hair.

“He… got mad at me because I didn’t want to kiss him. He said we are not in middle school and girls usually ask him to go up at this point. Told him I’m not like that and he didn’t take it well.”

“That dickhead!” he curses shaking his head.

“How did you know you had to come down? And where’s Hannah?” The questions start to flow into your mind as you slowly adjust to the happenings around you. The apartment seems quiet, you’re more than sure she is not home.

“She went out with Jessa and Marnie,” he shrugs and you find it odd that she spends her first night out with friends instead of being with Adam, but you don’t say anything about it.

“And my other question?” you ask remembering he never answered the first question.

“Huh?”

“How did you know you had to come down?”

“I uhh… I was just looking out the window and spotted you two. When I saw his annoying ass face turn from a smile into that fucking frown I knew something was about to happen.”

“Were you waiting by the window?” you quietly ask.

“What? No, I wasn’t.”

“So it was all one big coincidence?”

“Yeah,” he nods, but you see right through him and he knows it too. “Okay, fuck it! I was waiting at the window, you happy now?”

“But why?”

“Why? Because I’m one big fucking loser and I wanted to see the fucker you are seeing. I wanted to see how you look at him, if he makes you laugh, if he is what you deserve.”

He exhales sharply, pouring his heart out finally. He has been holding it all back for too long and he just can’t keep himself back anymore.

“I hated the thought of you being with someone, I could barely sit still after you left and when Hannah said she is meeting her friends I just came home and stood at the fucking window like some fucking creep, waiting for you to finally come home.”

You stare at him completely shocked at his sudden confession, not knowing what to do or say, but one thing is for sure; his words are making your heart flip.

“I can’t keep pretending like I’m fine with just being friends with you, because I’m not! And it’s literally the worst feeling ever, and I—“

He doesn’t get to finish, because without really thinking through what you are doing you move forward and press your lips to his, kissing him hard, dropping the icepack from your hand to cup his face in your palms.

It takes him a moment to realize what’s happening, but when he finally does, he doesn’t waste any more seconds. Wrapping his arms around you he pulls you to his lap and you put a knee on each of his sides, pressing up against him while your lips move in sync.

You feel him in every bit of your body, it’s like electricity. You’ve thought about what it would like to kiss him before, but reality is nothing like those ridiculous daydreams. The way he pulls on your bottom lip, how his fingers dive into your hair on the back of your head and feeling his broad shoulders under your palms, it’s just making your mind explode. You want to kiss him every day for the rest of your life, feel his plump lips on yours all the time, the weight of his arms around your body, the way his hair sticks to your forehead upon touching.

It all crashes when you suddenly hear Hannah’s laugh coming from outside and in a blink of an eye you push him away and jump off him, shocked at what you just did. The two of you stare at each other for a moment at a complete loss of words for what just happened, but when you hear Hannah’s key wiggle in the lock you decide it’s time to disappear.

Covering your mouth with your hand you run into your room and shut the door closed just when she walks in. You press your back against it sliding down to the floor and you hear their conversation while you just sit there in utter shock.

“Y/N?” she calls after you. “I wanted to ask how her date went,” she sadly sighs.

“Um, she… It wasn’t the best,” you hear Adam answer and your throat closes up at hearing his voice.

“Really? What did she say?”

“The dude was a dick. I think she just wants to sleep it off,” he cleverly says so Hannah won’t come into your room to interrogate.

You hear him talk about her evening before they move into their bedroom and the voices become too muffled to make out what they are saying. You don’t know how long you sit there on the floor, but after a while you just blankly crawl up to the bed and pulling the covers over your head you pray to wake up with an easier heart, because right now it feels like you are carrying a rock in your chest, thinking about what you just did.

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