#jack so would yell at the “don't you think i was too young to be messed with” part

[demonbloodenthusiast]

team free will going back home from a hunt with the windows down to air out baby from the smell the corpses left behind from having to put them in the backseat (since there wasn't enough space in the trunk) listening to taylor swift cause it's jack's turn in music and dear john comes on... and then cut to these four grown ass mfs absolultely loosing their collective shit screaming along to it from the top of their lungs because ✨️daddy issues✨️

#in another episode of carpool karaoke ✨️baby style✨️ #the bridge would def go hard #jack so would yell at the “don't you think i was too young to be messed with” part #dean would put on a whole show of reliving his childhood trauma fr fr #AND SAM ??? #oh girl that bitch would scream cry throw up 100% #LET'S NOT EVEN MENTION CAS “ANGEL OF THE LORD” #all that religous-daddy-trauma-issues is concentrated into one line of “i lived in your chess game but you changed the rule every day” #so yeah #thank you for coming to my ted talk #jack kline #sam winchester #dean winchester #castiel #team free will #supernatural

[wolfjackle-creates]

Bring Me Home Arc 3 Part 1

Happy WIP Wednesday! So last week, we had a tie between Bring Me Home and Answer My Call. The tie breaker didn't come in until Monday after I'd already finished the entire Bring Me Home chapter and half the Answer My Call one.

So y'all will be getting two fic upates today then I'm going to sleep. I'm tired after a full day of work with a call out. XP

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Welcome to Arc 3 of Bring Me Home! 🎉🎉🎉

Story Summary: Danny's parents find out his secret. It doesn't go well. But he's not alone. His friend Tim Drake, better known as Red Robin, and the Young Justice will not let him suffer.

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: fanon-typical violence. This is my dissection fic, but I don't think I crossed the line into graphic. Let me know if you disagree.

Arc 1: AO3

Arc 2: First, Last

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Danny waved goodbye to Sam and Tucker as he made his way home from school. They had a long weekend and he planned to fall into bed and take a long nap. And then maybe grab some midnight tacos as Phantom for dinner.

He hummed as he thought about how awesome those tacos would taste when reached his home. Still lost in his daydreams, he unlocked the door and pushed it open.

Only for electric pain to shoot up his arm. Danny screamed, paralyzed to the spot. He tried to pull his hand back, but something held him in place. He fell to his knees, arm still held out and radiating pain through the rest of his body.

“What? Danny!”

“M-mom?” he forced out between cries. “Hurts!”

He could feel his transformation tugging on his core and he tried to force it back.

“Jack! Quick, it’s Danny!”

“Please,” begged Danny. Even kneeling was getting to be too much. Blackness was threatening the edges of his vision so he closed his eyes. He had to keep from transforming. He had to.

He didn’t even have the breath to scream anymore.

He heard his dad’s voice. There was a flash of light. And then nothing.

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The first thing Danny was aware of was that everything hurt. His muscles were aching and his right arm was practically numb. The next thing he noticed was that he way lying on something hard. He tried to roll over, only to realize he was strapped down. And not just at his wrists and ankles, but also at his waist and neck.

His eyes flew open in shock and he yelled in panic. Had Vlad gotten him?

“It’s awake, Mads!”

Orange filled his vision as his dad leaned over him.

“D-dad?” asked Danny. He felt his core humming in his chest. His core, not his heart. He twisted his head just enough to see a black jumpsuit.

He was Phantom. His parents knew.

His dad’s face contorted with anger, an expression he’d never once seen there before. “Don’t you dare call me that, impostor! What have you done with my son?”

“Dad, it’s me. I swear. I—I can explain.” He tugged on his restraints, trying to phase through them. Only to scream as the anti-ghost shielding shocked him.

His mom’s steps echoed from out of sight. “You aren’t escaping us that easily, ghost,” she spat the last word. “How long have you been possessing Danny?” She finally came into view, goggles blocking her eyes and her mouth hard.

“I’m not possessing him, I am Danny!”

She sneered. “Jack, now.”

“Release our son!” shouted his father. Then he pulled out a spray can and held down the nozzle.

Danny saw the mist approach him and scrunched his eyes closed as he turned his head to avoid the spray. But of course it was impossible. He whimpered as it settled on him, tiny pinpricks of burning. As he lay there, the feeling grew more and more intense until he couldn’t help but cry out.

And that’s when he breathed it in.

It was all agony, inside and out. The mist settled in his lungs, pure fire trying to melt core.

With a flash of light, he was Danny Fenton again. His heart beat in his chest and his lungs screamed for oxygen. The pain didn’t go away, but it lessened. Danny gasped in deep breaths, his limbs shaking in their restraints as he tried to push through the pain.

“Did it work?” asked his dad.

Fingers brushed his hair off his forehead. “Sweetie? Are you back with us?”

Danny opened his eyes, tears gathering and looked up at the face of his mother.

Her expression turned from hope to hatred so fast he thought he was dreaming. “Green eyes, Jack. The ghost is just trying to trick us.”

“The ghost repellent has never failed before. How are you surviving, ghost?”

Danny screwed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see his parents’ faces. “It’s me, I promise. It’s me. I’m alive. I’m alive.”

“Stop lying!” screamed his mom.

Then he felt a sharp pain in his side, followed by a wave of agony. He felt like he was being electrocuted again. In defense, he transformed back into Phantom—his ghost form was so much more durable.

But the pain only got worse. He screamed. His wail was crawling its way up his throat, only to fizzle out into a wave of electricity when it hit the anti-ghost restraint strapped around his neck.

“Loud, isn’t it?” asked his father.

“Let’s shut it up, Jack,” said his mother.

“No, no please. It’s me, Danny!”

They ignored him, though. The pain stopped just long enough for him to gasp in a few breaths. Then piece of metal was being fixed under his jaw and over his mouth. His head was yanked up so it could be strapped in the back. Danny tried to yell into the muzzle, but it muffled all sound.

After that, he lost track of what they did. So many inventions were taken out, used, and discarded. Anything to destroy the ghost part of him or force him out of his living body.

He wished he could obey. That he could just be their son again and not Phantom. But he’d learned many times over the last three years that it was impossible. He was both Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom and spitting himself apart would only ever lead to destruction.

He didn’t know how many times he was forced into a transformation as his body tried to choose the form more resistant to the torture. It didn’t seem to matter, though, if he was Fenton or Phantom. His parents would check his eyes or use the ghost tracker and then the next wave of pain would wash over him.

Eventually, however, even his parents ran out of inventions to use.

“This isn’t working, Jackie.”

“What if we can’t force it out, Mads? What next?”

“We’ll cut it out. You know we’ve long hypothesized about the existence of a ghost heart. What better way to test our hypothesis than cutting the parasite out of our own son?”

Danny’s eyes flew open and he tugged with aching muscles, twisting as much as he was able. His muffled protests were ignored just as much as his words had been.

“Where do you think it’s hiding its heart?” asked his dad.

“We’ll use the Fenton Scanner to find the areas of densest ectoplasm concentration and search each of them.”

His mom stalked out of sight and Danny could hear her rummaging through various bins and cabinets looking for the scanner.

His dad, however, stared down at him, eyes hidden behind his goggles and his mouth in an uncharacteristic frown. “If you’re still in there, Danno, we’re gonna get rid of it. We’ll free you, son.”

Danny wanted to tell him he wasn’t trapped, to say again that he was himself, whatever he looked like. But all he could do was whimper and blink away the tears.

Then mom was back, a small scanner in her hand. She pointed it at Danny and he tensed, expecting more pain.

But he felt nothing. Soon enough, the device beeped and she waved over his dad.

“Look at this, sweetie. It’s working better than I expected. Only two main areas of ectoplasm concentration: his brain and his chest.”

“That’s awfully close to his heart, Mads. I don’t know if we can remove it without hurting Danny.”

“If we don’t remove it, he’ll be dead anyway!” Her last word caught on a sob.

Danny was crying in earnest now, too. This couldn’t be real. It just couldn’t. How long would it take anyone to even notice? Jazz was away at college, Tucker had plans with his parents all night, Sam was trying to get along with her parents to get out of a rich-person function later in the month, and he and Tim didn’t have a check-in until Sunday.

Could he survive his parents for two whole days until then?

He forced his eyes open to see his parents hugging. All he wanted was to be between them, caught up in their embrace. But instead he was strapped down to a hard, cold table.

They separated.

“Hold him still, Jack,” said his mom.

So Danny did the opposite. He ignored the ache of his muscles, the way they protested, to twist and yank and move as much as he could.

But his father’s hands were big and he was strong and Danny was tired. When his dad spread his hands over his shoulders and pressed, Danny couldn’t fight back. Above him stood his mom, holding a scalpel that glowed green.

Danny closed his eyes tightly when he saw her lower the blade. He couldn’t watch this. Then agony as it sliced through his skin.

Danny screamed into the muzzle. The pain was so intense that he could focus on nothing else. He didn’t know if his parents were talking to each other. He didn’t know what they were finding inside of him.

Instinct forced him to hide his core, to push it smaller and disguise it. But he knew that nothing would stop his parents forever.

He had no way to judge the passage of time. It felt like an eternity; it felt like a second.

Then the hands on him ripped away suddenly and new shouts, new voices, rang out in the lab.

Danny blinked his eyes open to see Sam and Tucker above him. Sam was paler than he’d ever seen her and Tucker didn’t look any better. He tried to talk to them, but the muzzle still covered his face.

Sam turned her head away and shouted, “Kon!”

A moment later, Superboy was landing next to her, his face grim. Then Danny’s restraints, muzzle included, fell to pieces. He was free.

He pushed himself up, needing to see, only to cry in pain and fall back down when the cuts on his chest protested the movement.

Sam and Tucker shouted at him, told him to stay still. Their words were fuzzy and hard to focus on. Everything was hard to focus on. But in the brief moment of time he’d been able to see more than the ceiling above him, he saw Tim in full Red Robin get up using his staff to keep his parents away.

Tim was here. And the world went black.

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Next

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After about 40k of writing, we're finally back to the scene that started it all! Only now with 4x the number of Young Justice on hand. About three years have passed between Arc 2 and Arc 3, so they've all gotten quite close. There's group chats. So many group chats. Danny's met more members of the Young Justice (and I may write a few of those meetings in the future which is 80% why I decided to make this a series rather than a single work on AO3).

But on the rescue team we've only got Red Robin, Superboy, Wonder Girl, and Impulse.

I'm about a third of the way through with major edits for Arc 2. So I'll probably start cross posting to AO3 quite soon! Main changes are in what Tim tells Bruce about where he is and what he's up to.

#dpxdc #bring me home #now with arc 3!!! #Hope you all are as excited as I am! #dissection fic #vivisection fic #gore #not super graphic #by dp standards at least #but tagging just in case #danny is not having a good time #but his friends weren't gonna let him suffer for too long

[the-fiction-witch]

Words Swirl On The page

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Sweet AF

Requested: Hi! First off I love your writing you're so talented!!!! I was wondering if you could do a Jack Dawkins x reader where the reader's mom makes them go see Dawkins because she isn't good at reading(but it's like dyslexia like what Jack has) and the reader tries to explain that she can read she just has dyslexia. Jack doesn't know what it is and the reader explains that she heard about it somewhere. I know that's not realistic towards the time period but I think it would be cute to see them bond over it. You don't have to write it if you don't want to. Have a lovely day!

Writers Notes: Fun fact! Yeah bet you guys didn't know you were gonna learn something today! Dyslexia or 'word blindness' as it was referred to earlier on was actually coined in 1887 but having been researching them estimated as early as 1877  so yeah now you have a useless fact. 

I sat and kicked my feet a little in my anxious boredom in the hospital room, my mother paced around like a madwoman, I wanted to roll my eyes at her but I knew she was just trying to help. The door opened and a man stepped in he ran a stained hand through his blonde hair moved it over to the side, a well-stained once-white shirt with billowy sleeves, and a textured blue waistcoat slightly too big for him, and a pair of dusty brown trousers. 

"Good Morning, Miss?" He greeted,

"Miss Y/l/n," I answered,

"Lovely, now what brings you to see me today?" He asked leant his elbow on the table, 

"It's her eyes, doctor!" My mother panicked,

and I let out a sigh,

"Her eyes?"

"her eyes! Her eyes doctor! I fear she may be losing her vision!"

"I am not losing my vision mother." I sighed, 

"Alright, what makes you suspicious of her losing her vision?"

"She can barely read for a girl her age!"

"Mother." I snapped,

"Alright, alright, if you could go and wait in the entryway I'll send Miss Y/l/n along when she's done." He told her clearly as annoyed with her yelling as I was, 

She nodded and happily left, she closed the door and her footsteps led away,

He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again, "she always that loud?"

"Yes," I nodded,

"Christ I'm surprised you're not bloody deaf." he chuckled which made me giggle too, "I take it you think she's mad?"

"I think she's overreacting." 

"Mothers so often do," he said, "But how is your sight really?"

"It's fine, I see you just fine, I see the room just fine."

"Fingers?" He asked putting three fingers up near my face,

"Three." I rolled my eyes, 

"Alright, alright just checking." he laughed, before he stepped away leaning on the door and putting two fingers up "Now?"

"Two." I rolled my eyes again, "I have trouble reading I'm not going blind." I told him with a slight attitude which he picked up on because his next test was to hold up one finger of course his middle,

"Now?"

"Doctor!" I protested,

"Sorry sorry" he laughed, "Well your vision seems fine"

"I know,"

"You need to anyone else about this?"

"The pharmacist in the town before we moved here looked me over."

"Ohh did he now," he glared as he came back over organizing some tools, "Bloody crackpots the lot of them."

"They say the same of doctors,"

"Oh I bet they do." he glared, "You know you need a building and a year of training to be a pharmacist? A year. I've been doing this for ten years and I'm still learning new surgeries and new procedures." 

"That does seem ridiculous but he gave me these," I said as I pulled out my glasses from my pocket,

"May I?"

"Sure." I shrug as I hand them over, 

He took them giving them an investigate with his young between his teeth, "You don't wear them?"

"I don't see the point,"

"They help?"

"No."

"I see, not stall doesn't make reading any easier at all?"

"No. if anything worse because they keep falling off my face."

"Yeah eyeglasses aren't the most comfortable." he chuckled, "Ahh well no wonder they don't help they are barely even anything I wouldn't even class these a strength one you may as well just be looking through plain old window glass." He said, "And there is a huge scratch in the left lens." 

"Yeah, I threw them across my room,"

"Fair enough," He chuckled, "Well If I were you I wouldn't even bother with them either." He said, "If anything they are probably making you more strained and stressed." he said finishing looking them over, I opened my hand to take them back but his response was to snap them in his hand, 

"Doctor!"

"useless rubbish." he said as he threw them away, "but I'll check over just to be sure," he said as he came close and checked my eyes with some magnifiers and such doing the dance I was so used to, look left, look right, up, down, how many fingers, how many lights, so on and so forth. The only thing of note about it was of course now... strangely intimate such an exam is given the doctor had to stand with one of his feet planted between my legs at points his face inches from my own his breath across my skin, and I admit it made me a little squirmy in my seat given... he was rather an attractive man. "Doctor Dawkins by the way, I never said."

"Ohh of course, pleasure doctor." I nodded,

"Hummm... interesting," He said, "I can't see anything wrong with your eyes no damage, no cloudiness or anything, and your sight seems perfectly fine. You may have a very mild astigmatism but it wouldn't be causing you any problems with reading or sight if that's even what I'm seeing."

"Astigmatism?" 

"It's a fairly new thing, a cornea that's stretched into an irregular shape. Instead of being shaped round, the corneas of people with astigmatism are often oblong. But I mean... if that even is what I am seeing here and I'm not confident it's so minute that it wouldn't be giving you any issues." he said before he grabbed a book and handed it to me on a page, "read the words for me I'll watch your eyes,"

I nodded and looked at the page but immediately the cream paper and black ink began to fuzz and blur together, the words and letters seemed to dance and change the spacing of the letters going from close to miles within an instant, as it all read like...

'E v      ery     thin  g ha    s it  swon  ders, ev  en d      arkne    sand sile    nceand    I l    ear      n, what     tev      erstate I     ma      y b   ein, the     reinto b  e c    ont   ent.'

"Interesting, it's not your eyes that much is clear," He said, "But still you're struggling to read?"

"Yes," I nodded,

"Can you describe what's making it difficult?"

"It's like... the words are dancing."

"Dancing?"

"Like they won't stay still, everything moves and changes, and the spacing changes I feel like I'm trying to read letters on a bunch of bustling sheep."

"... The words swirl on the page?" 

"Yes!" 

"Really?!"

"Yes, exactly how did you know?"

"I- I get that too."

"You do?"

"yeah, I uhhh I've never met anyone else who does," He blushed a little, he sat down beside me and we looked a the book together, "to you are the words moving around?"

"no so many whole words more just letters,"

"Yeah! like you try and read the word there."

"Ev-Everyt- everything." I nodded, "But the E starts off here and then goes off down the page and then the V seems to want to go over there, and then the ery seems to be too squished that you can barely see the R the T seems to want to turn upside down, the H is dancing around like a damn child and then I completely disappears-" I explained and he took my hand which made me turn my face to his dropping the book,

"I- I see it like that too." 

"You do?"

"I do. I... I don't know what it's called or why it happens but I see if like that too."

"I- I thought I was going crazy."

"So did I!" He gleamed, "I... I've never met anyone like me before." 

"Neither have I." 

"I promise you, it's not you. It's not your eyes, it's not that you can't read or can't understand it just, whatever is makes it hard for people like us," he explained, "I. I never thought I'd find anyone who saw things the way I do." 

"me either, but... I have heard what this could be,"

"Oh?"

"I have been reading... slowly." I said and he chuckled, "About a man in Germany an academic and a surgeon specializing in the eyes, he has been researching and experimenting into what he refers to as word blindness."

"Word Blindness?" 

"That's what he calls it, word blindness or Dyslexia when the reading is impaired but no other sight or mental issues," I explained, 

"Dyslexia, well I will certainly have to read up about it, slowly." He chuckled, making me giggle too, "Sorry I just... I never thought I'd find anyone like me." 

"me either," I smiled squeezing his hand,

"Would-  would it be imposing if I asked to see you again?"

"To see me again doctor? proffesioanly or?"

"Not professionally."

"I would like that," I nodded, "we could go for a walk by the water something that doesn't involve any reading." 

"I'd like that," he chuckled, "It uhh Jack, Jack Dawkins,"

"Y/n Y/l/n," I smiled, 

"I am delighted to have met you," he smiled as he kissed my hand,

"I am too," 

#tbs #thomasbrodiesangster #tbs imagine #tbs imagines #tbs smut #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster #thomas sangster #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #jackdawkins #jack dawkins #jack #jackdawkinsartfuldodger #the artful dodger #thearttfuldodger #theartfuldogger

[logyisthemaincharacter]

Popping the question

Series link

A/n: I'm finally done with this one! It took me a while to find the right words for this.

It's been 2 weeks since Valentine's Day. 2 weeks since our first kiss. And for the past 2 weeks, we haven't stopped kissing each other.

I also made a big discovery. I'm in love with him. At this point, I don't remember a time when I wasn't. Every night, I fall asleep with him on my mind and wake up the same. I replay pieces of our conversations, laughing at funny things he said or did. I have every detail of his face memorized and the way he looks at mine.

I am every kind of in love with him. I am young and yelling and climbing out of the sunroof audaciously in love with him. I am laughter and peaches and dancing in kitchens brightly in love with him. I am quiet tears and warm baths, and wrapped up in his arms gently in love with him. I am train rides and letters and counting days faithfully in love with him. I am groceries and babies and paying a mortgage securely in love with him. I am conversations and bathrooms and lacing up his shoes for work familiarly in love with him. I am bedsheets and bruises and legs wrapped around waists resplendently in love with him. I am whispers and kisses and 'baby I'm not going anywhere' softly in love with him. I am stars and universes and writing golden poetry endlessly in love with him.

The only problem is that we're not moving forward. We've been seeing each other for almost 2 months, and he seems to show a lot of interest, but he's not making the next move.

It's so frustrating 'cause it feels like I don't know where I stand with him. What if he's still seeing other girls? Is that what I am then? One of the girls?

I've been avoiding him since yesterday 'cause I just couldn't stand it anymore. This whole situation is confusing. Ironically, I agreed to take a walk with his mom around the neighborhood.

"Jack has been so secretive. I'm sure he's seeing a girl." Maggie walks beside me, waving at people I've seen around a few times. "Every time I've called to check in, he cut the conversation short, saying that he's going out. He's never done this before. I guess it's serious if he is seeing someone."

I scratch my arm, smiling slightly. "Maybe. Another theory is that he could be writing new music."

"Not a damn! It's a girl. I know it." She sighs as we stop in the middle of the sidewalk. "I just wish he would tell me. I'm his mother. I should know about these things."

"He's probably just waiting for the right time to tell you." I shrug and continue walking.

"Clay tells me you and Jack have become great friends. Why don't you find out who's he's seeing?"

"Maggie, I really think it's up to him to tell you if he's seeing someone and who it is. Just give him time. He'll come clean." I link arms with her.

"You're way too nice. I thought gaining you as a daughter would mean we get to gossip." She lets out a long whine.

"Trust me. That is definitely included, but I don't think it's healthy to gossip about your sons' love lives."

"I just want to know what's going on in their lives, but since it's hard to figure out, tell me what's going on in yours? I've been seeing less of you as well." She sounds very suggestive. "Made new friends?"

"Kind of, yeah. I've become close with one of my colleagues, Caeser."

"Caeser? Have you two been going on dates?" She bumps my butt.

I immediately burst out in laughter, throwing my head back. "Caeser's gay. I don't do gay."

"Oh!" She starts to laugh as well.

As Maggie and I stroll closer to our houses, the familiar sights and sounds of the street surround us. The sun begins to set, casting a warm golden glow on the houses.

I notice a familiar figure on my doorstep. It's Jack, and he looks sad. I didn't expect him to show up at my house, especially when I've been avoiding him. Maggie, who doesn't know about our relationship, is surprised to see Jack at your house instead of hers.

Ginger is also with him. She runs toward us as soon as she sees me. I immediately pick her up and hug her tightly.

As we approach Jack, I can't help but feel a sense of vulnerability. Did he figure out why I've been so distant? Does he understand how much it means to me to have commitment? Will he understand my frustration?

Maggie, sensing the tension, looks at both of us with curiosity and concern. She may not know the full story, but she can sense that something is going on between Jack and I.

In this moment, standing face to face with Jack, I know it's time to address unspoken feelings and uncertainties. It's time to have an honest conversation and see where it leads.

"Jack! Funny seeing you here." Maggie glances between the two of us.

"Hey, Mom. I just came to talk to Logan about something." He puts his hands in his pockets, clearly stunned seeing his mother.

"I'll take Ginger then. Gives you a reason to come and visit your parents once in a while." She takes Ginger from me. "See you later. She walks across the street to her house.

Jack and I stand there in silence. Just staring at each other. It's as if we're both trying to read each other's minds.

"We should probably go talk inside." I dig in my back pocket for my keys.

"Yeah. Away from all the eyes." He stands out of the way so I can walk past him.

I take a deep breath, insert the key into the lock, and turn it, hearing the satisfying click as the door unlocks. With a hesitant push, I swing the door open and step inside, feeling a rush of emotions wash over me.

"Would you like something to drink?" I close the door, leaning against it after he's inside.

"No, thanks. I just really want to get something off my chest before it's too late." He walks around the living room, picking up random objects and observing them for a few seconds.

I head over to the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. "There's actually something I've been wanting to talk to you about, too, but you can go first."

Jack's normally confident demeanor is replaced by unease. His eyes dart everywhere in the room, unable to meet mine for more than a darting moment.

"I've been wanting to ask you this a long time ago, but I never knew how to. There were loads of perfect chances to do it, but none of them were perfect enough." His eyes finally finds mine, even though it took him a little willpower. "You're the kind of girl you never see coming. It starts off simple, and then 2 months later, you're saying 'I love you'. I want to spend every night tucked up in the mystery that is your mind. I wanna wonder what you're thinking, what you want, or if I'm enough for you." He smiles brighter than he ever has before, making my put my glass down. "Some people you can read, but you're a novel written in another language. Love is never easily understood. Our love was unexpected, the kind you only read about. One second, I was flying on a plane, the next, we were falling in love. It gives me hope that the world is a good place. You give me hope that I am good. "

My heart races as Jack's words wash over me. A smile spreads across my face, feeling my own love for him grow even stronger.

"When you wrap your arms around me, I swear no one in the world has ever felt safer. When your fingers are intertwined with mine, I'm sure we can take on the world together. When I'm lying next to you, I feel magic, the kind you only find in a girl who finds humor in everything. When you kiss me, I sprout wings that take me to a place where it's just you and I. Sometimes, when you laugh, I swear it's the cure for any disease. You feel like home. No, it's better than that. You feel like where I belong, where I was always supposed to be. I wasn't looking for anyone, but you came along and made everything better. You're the kind of girl that's steals your heart and changes your life."

Every word he speaks resonates deep within my soul. I feel cherished, loved, and valued in a way I've never experienced before. His words create a sense of security and belonging, making me feel like I've found my true home. The way he describes our connection, the way he sees me, it's as if he's unlocked a whole new world of love and happiness for me. Tears well up in my eyes as I realize how lucky I am to have found someone who truly understands and appreciates her.

"I was literally fucked when you ignored my calls and texts like that. I thought something bad had happened to you. I'm stupid for almost letting you slip through my fingers. To be honest, I would've hated myself if I did. So, Logan, will you be my girlfriend?" His eyes are filled with nervousness and hope. They sparkle with anticipation, reflecting his genuine desire for a deeper connection between us. His gaze is intense yet tender, conveying his sincerity and vulnerability.

I wipe my tears and take a deep sniff. "I-I don't know what to say."

"Just say yes." He walks around the kitchen island, closer to me.

I turn around, gripping on the island just as he comes to stand in front of me. "Yes." My voice comes out more excited than I wanted it to sound.

He places his hands on both sides of mine, his brows furrowing in disbelief. "Are you sure? Do you really want this?"

"I thought you'd be jumping for joy the way you just made me cry." I lean back a little.

In a matter of seconds, he's kissing me like the world is rolling right off a cliff like he's trying to hold on and he's decided to hold on to me, like he's starving for life and love and he's never known it could ever feel so good to be close to someone. Like it's the first time he's ever felt anything but hunger and he doesn't know how to pace himself, doesn't know how to eat in small bites, doesn't know how to do anything in moderation.

His hands are around my waist, and he's breathing so hard. He hoists me up onto the counter, and my legs wrap around his waist.

I pull away, resting my forehead on his. "So, since we're dating now, what about pet names?"

"Do we really have to do that now?" He chuckles, rubbing circles on my lower back.

"We don't have to decide on any right now. I just wanted to know if it's acceptable." I run my fingers through his soft curls, twirling the ends.

"Anything that isn't common is acceptable." He pecks my lips.

"Okay. No 'baby' or 'babe'. Got it."

Jack picks me up in the position we're in and starts to walk off. Before I know it, we're out the door, walking across the street.

"Jack, what are you doing?" I look at him panicked.

"We're going to get Ginger, what else?"

"Your parents are going to freak out when they see us like this!" I try to pry his hands off me so I can get down.

He tightens his grip. "Then we're just going to have to tell them. They'll find out one way or another."

"Are you sure? We can wait."

We stop at Maggie and Brian's front door. He plants a soft kiss on my lips, reassuring me. "I'm sure."

#jack harlow #jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x oc #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you #jackman thomas harlow

[sofskywalkerr]

The Dead Skies

street racer hayden x reader

Chapter One

It’s a hot summer evening, and you and your friends are getting ready to go watch today's race.

You all get into your tops and mini skirts, do your makeup, and do your hair. After you’re all done, you and your friends hop into your car. You drive a sports car yourself since you used to street race too, but you quit.

You drove all the way to where the race was happening, and a lot of people were already crowded there. You and your friends passed the groups of people and parked. When you got out of the car, you watched your friends greet their boyfriends (or at least, guys for the night). Embarrassing.

You roll your eyes as you sit on the hood of your car, waiting for the racers to drive in. Your best friend Brian is racing tonight; he’s one of the main reasons you’re going. Racing has stopped being fun for you ever since the accident, but it's still a bit exciting for you to watch, and besides, you want to support Brian.

You realized you zoned out in thought after you heard loud cheering, and the sound of the car engine took you back into reality. You turn your head back to see Brian, Slap Jack, Suki, and Orange pull up to the street. You nod to Brian as you walk towards his car. Brian rolls down his window.

Brian: “sup y/n”

You smile and tap his car door. "You're going to win, no doubt about that. Just don’t get yourself killed,” you say with my teasing smirk, but you actually mean it.

You go to stand by one group of people you kind of like now, so it doesn’t feel as awkward. The race is ready to start; the money is bet; they’re just waiting for the countdown until—wait, why aren’t they starting?

Tej walks in front of the already ignited cars with racers in them that were so ready to start, and you notice he's holding the money they've bet and he's on the phone. Seriously? He's holding them up because of a damn phone call?

You look over to Brian, who just shrugs his shoulders in "I don't know” manner until you hear Suki yell from her car.

“What the hell is this supposed to be about?"

Tej gets off the phone with a grin as he speaks, "Well, it seems like one more car will be joining you this loooovely evening."

Everyone looks at each other with raised eyebrows and confused looks on their faces.

"Who the hell would be joining us?" Brian asks with an annoyed undertone.

"Oh, I think you should be the one to tell me." Tej says.

You look over to Brian, who seems to understand. "That's impossible he's too young; he can't race-“

A sound of a car approaching can be heard; it's a green mitsubishi; it looks hella good and fast too.

The stranger stops the car right at the start line and gets out of the car. Blonde. Tall. Hot. He looks familiar.

Blondie greets Tej with a simple "Wassup man," and a dab as he hands him the money he's betting. He looks around and sees the racers. He comes up to Brian's car, his smile never leaving his face.

"Long time, no see, huh?"

Do the two of them know each other? You ask yourself. You see the two of them greet each other with a handshake. They definitely know each other.

Stranger gets into his own car and nods to Tej. "All ready then." Before the countdown starts, he turns to Brian and says, "Be ready to lose."

3

2

1 

You don't even notice the cars leaving, as they're so fast away. You watch the race, walking around the streets and moving with the people so you'll have a better view of the cars.

They’re fast, but Blondie seems to be first. He’s good. He’s really good. He’s drifting- what? he’s actually drifting. Insane.

As he drives and passes you, you could see he’s struggling a bit, cursing and getting aggressive. That’s what a good racer does.

The stranger seems strangely competitive with Brian, but maybe that's just you.

Here comes the jump off the bridge. You keep your focus on the bridge, hoping for Brian, but you see the green Mitsubishi instead. 

"How in the world-" you mumble to yourself. Everybody knows Brian drives the best; there's no way for some blondie to just come and win.

Who the hell does he think he is?

Tej walks by the group of people surrounded by Blondies to give him the money he won.

You come up to Brian, who is still sitting in his car, so you just casually hop into the passenger seat.

“Wanna tell me what the fuck is going on?” The car stays quiet for a while before he speaks up.

“Race was pretty crazy, huh? I nearly didn’t make the jump-”

“Who is he? the new racer? Clearly, you know  him." You cut him off as you turn to face him.

"Would it be mad crazy if I told you that he’s my little brother?”

"Ain't no way in hell,” you say, shaking your head. “How long have we been friends for? How did I not know you had a brother?” Even you are surprised how calm you act about this.

“I don’t really mention him that much... He was there when your accident happened, actually."

You shut off and immediately changed the subject. "Well, he’s certainly a better racer than you."

“He got it from me; if I hadn't thought of him, he wouldn’t know a shit.”

“Jeez okay no need to get all pissy with me. Shouldn’t you like to go and talk to him, congratulate him, or something? Besides, you can introduce me.”

You look at him as he rolls his eyes and gets out of the car you are following right behind him.

Blondie is busy talking to girls surrounded by his car about the race, but as he sees Brian approach, he stands up with a smirk on his face.

“Still better than you,” he says in a teasing tone as he hugs his brother. Suddenly, his eyes dart to you.

“I’m gone for a bit, and you got yourself a girlfriend? Never have I ever thought that I’d see this day-”

“She’s my best friend, dumbass, and in fact, I do have a girlfriend."

“So she’s available?” Blondie asks bluntly.

You look at him with your eyebrows raised. "Well, nice to meet you too. I have a name, by the way, Y/N."

“A.J.” He nods to you as you shake hands. “A.J O’Conner.”

“Brian’s brother, huh? Your race was pretty  good."

“Yeah? Appreciate it”

“Your car looks cool too, not gonna lie."

“Shit this Mitsubishi? yeah it’s-“

Brian suddenly interrupts, “How cute! You’re trying to impress her with your car, even if you only knew her for less than two minutes. Sorry to break it to you, but we have to be somewhere. Tej invited us to some kind of after-race party or whatever he calls it." He speaks with a mocking tone.

“Aren’t I like supposed to go too? I mean I’m the winner."

"Oh, so now that you're the winner, you're going to-"

“Can you stop acting like fucking toddlers and get in the car?” You are clearly annoyed, you didn’t want to go to the race in the first place, and you definitely did not want to listen to two competitive asses.

A.J. and Brian just look down. Jesus, they act like fucking dogs now. You nod to your car as if to say for them to get in.

"Is this your car?” A.J mumbles.

“Hell yeah, that’s her car; she used to race, remember?”

“Hold on, you’re the chick who raced the dead skies thingy?”

Why the fuck is everyone asking? you think to yourself. It’s none of their business, and clearly you don’t want to talk about it. “Well yeah."

"Jeez, sorry, I didn’t know.” He friendly nudges you and smiles a bit. Weird.

“Get in the car.” You open the backseat door for them and then get into the driver's seat.

“Where exactly are we going?”

“No fucking idea,” Brian says as he laughs.

“Good to know.” You start the engine, your radio is on, and swimming pools start to play in the background. As you put your hands on the steering wheel, A.J. puts his hands on your seat and says, "Well, y/n, drive us fucking nowhere.”

You look in the rear view mirror, smirk, and start to drive.

#hayden christensen #hayden christensen x reader #fast and furious #street race #Spotify

[catgirl-catboy]

Nami knew jack shit about Sanji's involvement with these people or an engagement.  But it couldn't be good.

"You cheating whore!" she screeched, startling everyone present. "Did our vows mean nothing to you?  All this time, you've been screwing some other woman on the side, is that it?"

Bege and his lackey glanced at each other nervously.  "Vows?"

"Yeah! That'll be expensive as fuck to anull now, that we're on the wrong side of the world government!  Didn't think of that, did you?  Release me so I can beat the crap out of him."

She didn't think they'd actually do it.

She'd likely be dead if she hadn't chosen today to wear a new ring she'd picked up in Dressrosa. Even now, things don't look good.

She chucked it at Sanji, along with some cuss words for good measure.  Thankfully, his nosebleeds decided to make themselves useful for a change.

"But, what about our son?"

She might have to marry Sanji for real once this is all over.  None of the others would have caught on.

"What about him? He'll be too young to ever remember his bitch of a father!"

Nobody could hear Bege backing away over the yelling.

#fandom post #one piece #There's no way thats how it works canonically but rule of funny #drabble #nami #cat burglar nami #black leg sanji #vinsmoke sanji #sanji and nami #sanami #if you want it to be

[alreadyjackbestfriend]

darkest secrets (part 2 of FRIENDSHIP TEST)

Pairing: jack harlow x famous!reader

Genre: fluff

A/N: i think you can read this part alone, but for more context it is better to read the first part. Also, originally this was going to be just one part, but I already wrote a third one today 💀, I really liked this concept of the interviews, so i'll post it soon!

PART 1 HERE

enjoy! hope you like it

Ever since the Friendship Test video, the world has gone crazy when it comes to your friendship with Jack. And not only the fans, obviously also the media: all the magazines, all the youtube channels, all the late night shows, etc, each and every one of them wanted a piece of you and Jack.

After thousands of calls, emails, conversations between your manager and Jack's, finally his schedule coincided with yours, and you agreed to give the world more of the two of you.

This sudden interest in your relationship was a great opportunity for both of you careers, but none of that mattered to you seconds from seeing Jack again.

your makeup artist was doing the finishing touches when you heard a knock on your dressing room door.

"come in!" you yelled, and saw the figure of jack appear behind the door. your heart skipped a beat, and you couldn't help but smile, as jack felt exactly the same, the butterflies in his stomach almost unbearable as you got up from the chair and hugged him with all your strength.

“I missed you” he whispered in your hair.

“missed you too” you said separating yourself from his body and looking at his eyes, you couldn't help but squeeze his face and he smiled harder.

***

“okay guys, the game it’s just questions and answers, there are cards face down on the table that have the questions, if the conversation flows from one of them, just continue, until there is nothing more to say, you pick another” the producer said and you both nodded.

first you recorded your greetings and then continued with the game.

“who goes first?” you asked

“ladies first”, jack answered and you rolled your eyes, but you picked a card.

“what is your worst fear?” you read, “uhh, we started off hard” jack smiled and thought for a few seconds before answering

“losing the people that I love” he said, and you pouted. smiling, he put his thumb to your lips, undoing the pout, "don't pout, luckily it hasn't happened to me yet" you smiled, but inside you felt your pulse quicken from the brief contact, too intimate for the cameras, but too natural between you. He picked his first card.

“how do you see yourself in ten years?” he asked and you thought for a few seconds.

“I hope starting my own family… with someone who loves me and that i can trust” you said.

“so cute” he commented, and you felt the heat permeate your cheeks.

"Which animal do you identify with?" you read, "ohh, let me guess please" you said, and jack nodded, the smile never leaving his face, "with a lion"

"I quite like that answer" he said, leaving you in suspense

"But is that what you were thinking?"

"yes", he confessed, "they are the king of the jungle... besides, I think I look a bit like them" he said, touching his beard and then his hair, you laughed loudly

"you're so stupid"

“but you love me”

“yes” you quickly admitted, making him smile

“love you too”

“I know”

“cocky” he joked, and you shrugged your shoulders, smiling. He picked another card.

“Who is your celebrity crush?”

“Ummm”, you thought, “well, I have two actually”, jack raised his eyebrows in expectation, "first one is leo dicaprio, but but I'm on the verge of failure, I only have a year to conquer him” you said, making the behind-the-scenes crew laugh. you smiled hoping not to get in trouble for that comment, “and the second one is harry styles, but this time i’m too young for him, since he likes older women” you said pouting and jack laughed

“obviously one of your crushes was going to be harry styles”

“are you saying I’m too predictable?” You said pretending you were offended

“nah, I’m just saying that he seems the type of guy you would like”

“Reallyyy?”

“Yes”

“And how do you think is the type of guy I like?”

“physically? tall, with curls, light eyes. personality, well, i don't know what harry is like, so I don't know if I'm going to describe him or not, but i know you like to laugh a lot so he must be funny, and i know you like to have deep conversations, so he must be interested in different types of art and things like that”

“Wow, i didn't know you knew me so well” he winked at you and you laughed, “ok, who is your celebrity crush?” you asked, emphasizing the word "your"

“You”, he said without hesitation, you rolled your eyes

“Be for real jack”, you said and he laughed almost nervously

“Im being for real!”

“I know who your celebrity crush is” you said crossing your arms over your chest and jack had to use all his willpower not to look away at your cleavage

“oh, yeah?”

“yeah”

“And who is it?”

“Alexa Demie”

He laughed, “you caught me”, he said, and even if you didn't want it your stomach fell in disappointment, you would have liked him to keep insisting that you were his celebrity crush, but you knew you weren't.

“You know… if you had admitted that, I would have give you a free pass to be with her” you said without thinking

“Oh, you would give me a free pass?” He said, emphasizing the “you”, and you blushed

“Yes, because I own you”, you said quickly, trying to make your slip pass as a joke, not letting him see your nervousness. He laughed loudly.

“although you’re not wrong”, he said this time and you blushed harder, but rolled your eyes in an attempt to seem calm.

“It drives me crazy when you roll your eyes”, he said almost in a whisper, like only for you to hear, but he knew he was using a microphone. You gulped hard.

“Would you give me a free pass to be with harry styles?” You said, trying to ignore his comment, getting back on topic

“Oh, so you’re implying that I own you?”

“Maybe”, you said elevating one of your shoulders and one of your eyebrows, he smiled widely.

“I would not”, he answered, and your smile dropped.

“What!”

“I don’t like to share”

“I gave you a free pass! I take it back”

“Fine by me, I only want you”

“Jackkkk”, you whined, “stop it!” he just smiled at you, he knew he was making you nervous and he loved it, for a second you just looked at each other, and then you spoke, “you want to pick a card? Since I made the last question” you said, but he ignored your instruction, asking you directly

“Who was your first celebrity crush?” He asked, really interested to know the answer.

“Mmmm, my first celebrity crush was Daniel Radcliffe, you know who he is?”

“I don’t think so”

“The actor that played harry potter, I remember seeing him in the first movie when I was five or maybe six, and found him cute, but when I saw the third one, oh my god”, you widened your eyes and jack raised a brow, “I fell in love”

Jack was trying so hard not to show his jealousy, he couldn’t believe he felt this way about your childhood celebrity crush.

“then I saw the fourth one and I fell harder”, you said

“did you see any of the movies in the theater?”

“Yes, I did, the fifth, and wanted to see part two of the seventh, but I was too sad to do it, I didn’t wanted it to end, i even saw it three years later because I refused to believe it ended”

“I didn’t know you were such a big fan of harry potter”

“Oh, there’s a lot you don’t know about me”, you joked

“That’s not fair”

“Why?”

“You know everything about me”

“No, I don’t”

“Yes, you do”

“I don’t know your darkest secrets, just as you don't know mine” you said and jack thought for a second

“Well, I can tell you one, but since it’s a secret…” he said, removing the microphone from his shirt and indicating you to come closer, you did and he brought his lips close to your ear, “I’m in love with you” he said, and your breath hitched. Jack didn’t know where the urge to confess his feelings had come from, perhaps from the silly jealousy of talking about your celebrity crushes.

“Jack”, you said serious

“You don’t believe me?”

“No, but I'll still tell you one of my darkest secrets” you replied

“Ok”

You also took off your microphone and put your lips close to his ear, “I’m in love with you too” you confessed to him, hoping with all your heart that his had not been a joke, because otherwise the damage would be tremendous.

***

After the game was over and the goodbyes were recorded, you ran to your dressing room as if death itself were chasing you. jack asked his and your team to give you a few minutes alone before he came after you.

"why are you running away from me?" he said opening the door you had left unlocked, finding you in your chair looking at yourself in the mirror, “stop playing”, jack spoke again, approaching you

“I’ll stop playing if you stop playing” you answered, without taking your eyes off the mirror, and you looked at it through the reflection. he quickly turned your chair so you could look him in the eye, and leaned towards you, with each of his hands resting on the armrests, encircling you between his arms

“Ok, I’m being totally serious right now”, he said, feeling the nerves run through his entire body, “what I said was completely true”

“what I said too” You said completely serious, and Jack didn't wait a second before bringing your lips together in a hungry kiss.

Fortunately, Jack already had locked the door.

***

the video came out only a week later, and the comments were crazy again:

user 1: I WANT TO KNOW WHAT THEIR DARKEST SECRETS WERE

user 2: WHAT WERE THE DARKEST SECRETS? I CAN'T DIE WITHOUT KNOWING

user 3: he described himself as the boy she would like 💀 love him

user 4: IT'S SO EVIDENT THAT THEY LIKE EACH OTHER, JUST DATE ALREADY, OR AT LEAST FUCK

user 5: THE SEXUAL TENSION

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jackharlow we read your comments, and here is the answer… the darkest secrets were: we’re in love with each other 😚🥵🤤

jackfan1 I FUCKING KNEW IT

user1 it was so obvious bro 💀

jackfan2 THE EMOJIS AJLDK stoppp

urbanwyatt 🖤

yourinstagram 🥺 i’m so fucking in love with you

->yourfan Y/N 😭

->user2 I've never seen her in love before, it's surreal

jackfan3 WHAT IF THIS WAS MY LAST STRAW

jackfan4 this is my 13th reason

->jackfan5 girllll 💀

emmachamberlain BEST COUPLE EVER

yourfan2 mom and dad

troyesivan the IT couple

user3 hearts are breaking rn

yourfan3: WHAT ABOUT HARRY yourinstagram?

->yourfan6 LMAO

->yourinstagram my heart is big enough ❤️

->jackharlow yourinstagram stop playing

->yourfan7 she's so funny 😭

->youandjackfan LMAO LSADKJASDJ

#jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow fic #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow one shot #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you #jack harlow angst #jack harlow fluff #jack harlow masterlist

[angelsanarchy]

Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 30

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Jack was nervous. He hadn't gone all out for a date...ever. Even when he was courting Cleo, he never found himself in a pressed dress shirt with a black vest lighting candles in the dining room. The house smelled great, the food turned out perfect. He set an alarm to take his meds which he did on time. He looked at himself in the mirror and debating on what he could possibly do with his hair but he knew he was just lucky to have it clean. He found himself nervously fiddling with the bouquet that he put together when he heard the soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Jack yelled hearing the door open and close.

"Wow...you clean up nice Thurlow." Y/n smiled at him as she looked him over. She was wearing a dress that fell just above her knee and moved with her body as she walked.

"Look who's talking." He swallowed trying to form words from how dry his throat just became.

"You look beautiful." He walked towards her and kissed her cheek. She laughed and nodded.

"I think anything is a step up from scrubs or pajamas you usually see me in." She walked towards the table seeing the candles.

"You really went all out. The candles, the flowers, Jack these are gorgeous." She looked at the bouquet.

"I don't want to brag but I did like 2 hours of research on the symbolism of flowers just to make this bouquet special just for you." He smirked.

She laughed as she started picking through the flowers and looking at him.

"Calla lilies symbolize magnificent beauty. Much like the Dahlia's that symbolize your dignity and elegance." She shook her head before touching the Iris'.

"Blue Iris symbolizes hope which is what I have for the daffodil's which symbolize new beginnings." Jack licked his bottom lip and she put her arms around his neck.

"The roses are pretty self explanatory." He added letting his hands fall to her waist.

"You're really trying to get laid tonight huh?" She teased making him blush.

"Seriously, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you." She kissed his lips and he sighed into the kiss. He was so worried he had gone too corny with the flowers but he was wrong.

"I would offer you a drink but I can't really drink with my meds." She shook her head at him.

"I don't drink a lot myself because of mine either. Water works just fine." She followed him into the kitchen.

"So this is what it's like for two mentally ill people to date." Jack teased.

"I honestly couldn't say. I don't even remember the last time I was on a date." She admitted.

"I don't believe that. I've been here a while now and you're the most attractive person I've seen." Jack poured water in a glass for her and one for himself.

"You're about to find out how insanely boring I truly am so I hope you're prepared to be let down. I've been considering getting a cat to complete the trifecta." She smiled taking the glass.

"Hey once I'm cleared to get a dog we can be shut ins together." He joked.

"We should probably work on the whole shut in thing. We're too young to give up on social progress." Jack pulled her chair out for her and she sat.

"I wouldn't mind being social as long as you're with me." Jack sits down opposite her and smiles. The conversation seemed almost knowingly, like they had known each other for years and we're just two old friends catching up. He learned the Y/n liked to swim, paint and listen to oldies rock music. She learned that Jack was a big reader as well as writer, enjoyed classic black and white horror movies and cooking shows, which explained how what he cooked was so good.

They moved from the dining room to the living room and sat on the couch talking.

"Just by looking at you, I wouldn't have expected you would enjoy cooking so that's a nice surprise." Y/n smiled.

"Why is that? What's my look got to do with it?" Jack laughed looking at himself.

"You're what the internet refers to as babygirl stature. It's cute though." She teases him making him shake his head.

"Well I guess I have to start working out or something." Jack mocked offense and she gave him a playful shove.

"Shut up, you know you're hot." Y/n rolled her eyes at him. He smiled at her and drew circles on the skin of her knee.

"Yeah? Pretentious mentally afflicted makes you weak in the knees?" Jack tilted his head and she put her hand on top of his.

"Something like that." She teased moving his hand up her thigh and under her dress. Jack could feel the wetness on the front of her panties.

"Fuck...all this for me?" Jack asked curiously. He could feel her hips move just at the mere graze of his fingertips.

"Put dress clothes and homemade dinner on a menu and the hot, pretentious mentally afflicted guy gets you wet." He continued to tease her and she put her hand on his neck.

"No...just you Jack. You make me wet." She confirmed before pulling him towards her. She kissed him hard, gripping at the hair from the bottom of his skull making him groan. He pushed her panties to the side and let his fingers tease her clit. He couldn't believe she was already this turned on as he pushed two fingers into her cunt making her jaw slack.

"Oh fuck." She yanked his hair again and Jack leaned back to watch her face as he finger fucked her on the couch, her moaning and pulling on the sides of his vest like she was trying to brace for the impact of an orgasm.

"Does that feel good? You like when I fuck you like this?" Jack could feel how hard he was but he didn't want her to touch him. He wanted all the focus to be on her and her pleasure.

"Jack...fuck yes. Don't stop, please don't stop." She pleaded.

"I'm not going to stop, I want you to cum for me. I want to be the reason you cum." Jack explained trying to speed up his thrusts and still maintain pressure on her clit. He could feel a slight tightening around his hand and her moans got louder.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy." Jack whispered into her neck, biting down on the skin near her beauty mark. She let out a scream, gripping his hand but when she started whimpering, he started to slow the pace. He felt her legs shaking and watched her breasts heave in her dress, trying to catch her breath. Jack removed his fingers and licked them clean as Y/n laid, half on his lap, half on the couch with a shiver.

"Daddy?" She laughed.

"You came didn't you?" He blushed and she pulled him on top of her to kiss him. She could taste herself on his tongue and she deseperately wanted to return the favor but he declined.

"I wanted this night to be about you. Besides, I think if I undid the button on my pants I'll cum." Jack explained. She laid there with him on the couch for almost an hour, talking and enjoying the feeling of just being held by one another.

She looked over at the clock and saw what time it was.

"My mom has testing in the morning so if you text me and I don't respond, don't take it personally. I will let you know when I get the plans for our second date put together." She tucked his hair behind his ear and he smiled.

"Second date...so I did pretty good tonight." He boasted and she kissed him.

"You did perfectly." She sprinkled little kisses over his face and he smiled. She went home that night and text him how much fun she had and Jack felt like he had won some sort of award. He had never planned a date in his life but something about Y/n made him want to do better, be better.

He was also correct in assuming that undoing his button on his pants would make him cum. He would need to take these dress pants to the dry cleaners.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Thurlow x Y/N #Jack Goes Home #Glass Houses Series #Glass Houses #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult

[cyber-corp]

A """summary""" of Homestuck: Act 6 Part 1

by someone who's glad they've gone back to basics for a bit

Let's (for a brief, fleeting moment) start again nice and simple.

It is the 11th of November, 2011 and today a young girl named Jane Crocker is excited to play the alpha for a game that comes out today called SBURB. How fun!

Jane here is heiress to Betty Crocker's baked goods empire (as mentioned previously in Nannasprite's story), and there is also set to be a major rebranding initiative happening today as well. She likes baking, detective stories, as well as the occasional jape.

But look out! There's another guy! His name is Jake English, and he's quite fond of action-adventure flicks, guns, and blue alien chicks. Fucking freak he is.

Jake is currently helping/pestering Jade, his ectodaughter/dead grandma who is set to give it to John (Jake's relations with him is yet to be revealed), before realising that it'll need a bit of uranium to be finished. He only can get it through a boy called Dirk Strider, (unfortunately), and his Brobot which just so happens to be the only source of uranium on the island that Jake lives on.

Before he pesters Dirk, Jake gets a message from someone (presumably a troll) named UU. They essentially tell him "hey!!! go for it!! i believe in yoU!!! also this event is extremely important timeline-wise, so dont screw it Up!!!!"

Jake attempts to get to Dirk about uranium, only to get the equivalent of an AI-based answering machine, much to his dismay.

He then heads out of the island's forest (with the dread of the Brobot lingering) and into the open. He witnesses the beautiful fauna on display.

Too beautiful for comfort.

Jake attempts a getaway, before being swarmed by a large swarm of fairy bulls! Whatever shall he do now? But not to worry, because a certain BrotherRobot has come to rescue!

He then immediately gets his ass kicked royally, (complete with Tensei's amazing score) and blacks out. He has a dream about someone who kinda looks like Vriska???? But isn't really??? Maybe it's one of the prophecy people that Doc Scratch was talking about??? Or undead Vriska??? idk man.....

He tells Roxy Lalonde about this, who panics because everyone in the group is attracted to Jake in some way. He is a harem protag, apparently.

Anyway, while Jane has the most relatable moment in all of Homestuck by awkwardly confirming her and Jake's 'friendship', Brobot tears out its own heart, then blows itself up, giving Jake the uranium he needs. He also confesses to Jane that he and Dirk would be a good couple!!!!

The Alpha Gang have proved themselves to be superior to the Beta Gang by being gay.

Jake is last seen in this chapter heading down the frog temple, presumably to finally send that package.

Where was I? Oh yeah, Jane!

So CrockerCorp undergoes its big rebranding, changing its symbol to a fork instead of a spoon, which will have very big implications later on.

After UU pesters her about the nature of the game she will play, she continues to look out the window, to no game yet in her mailbox.

While pestering a ditzy girl named Roxy Lalonde, she just so happens to notice that her mailbox flappy thing is up, meaning the game is finally here! She dons a shitty disguise to confuse her dad (which is the same as John's dad), and, with the help of Dirk's robot bunny Lil Seb creating a massive hole in the wall, she lass scampers out of there.

She opens the mailbox, which then proceeds to fucking explode, knocking her out and sending her to Prospit, where Jack Noir ᶠᵘᶜᵏᶦⁿᵍ ᵏᶦˡˡˢ ʰᵉʳ ᵍᵒᵈᵈᵃᵐᵐᶦᵗ before she wakes up.

I think at this point I am completely past the point of no return and have no choice but to cosplay as Gamzee with nothing but grey Sharpie. Other than that, Homestuck continues to keep itself fresh and interesting through established lore (probably from a page you don't even remember because you were too distracted by Karkat yelling).

Even more excited to see where this goes!

#jane crocker #jake english #jack noir #homestuck #alpha kids #roxy lalonde #dirk strider #gecko boy #gecko boy reads homestuck #also guy fieri could smash the supreme court no contest

[rere-the-writer]

Warnings: Angst, bad boyfriend Damon, talks of human trafficking, mob activities Overly protective Reader, Elijah falling at first sight

Summary: Elena is dating a new guy and you don't like where it is going. Until you have to rescue her.

Title: Dark days even darker nights

Pairings: Mobboss!Elijah M. x Dancer!Black!Reader

Rain poured as you stood at the back door of the club you danced at smoking a cigarette listening to Elena talk about her new boyfriend. You wanted her to stay away from the Salvatore brothers since they were mobsters. You knew the dangers of being around the mob and it didn't help there was another family in the area, The Mikaelson family.

You lived in the middle part of the city that was known as dead man's city between both the Salvatore and the Mikaelsons territory. It was called dead man's city because both mob families fought over who got what.

"Damon is so sweet. He bought me new heels." Elena said gushing over Damon and you rolled your eyes annoyed with how Elena gushed over the mobster. You thought Elena was being an idiot by 'dating' Damon Salvatore. You didn't see it as dating more like Damon needed something to fuck which left your naive friend.

"Y/N, Damon says we could dance in his club." Elena said getting your attention right away looking at her like she was crazy.

"Are you insane!? Do you not see how much of a bad idea that is?!" You said putting out your cigarette looking at Elena who blinked. The young woman couldn't understand why you were angry with her as she thought it would be good for you both.

"Damon will take good care of us." Elena tells you watching you groan into your hands. You were trying hard to not yell at Elena but the girl was making it hard not too.

You lived long enough to know a dancer should never dance in a mob own club. While you hated dancing in a shitty club you did now, it wasn't own by a mobster just pervy 50 year old man that got hands on with a few of the girls.

"Yeah right. Look Elena the Salvatore are at war with the Mikaelsons. Dancing at the Salvatore club is just putting a bigger target on your back."

"But Y/N it is better than dancing in this shithole." Elena said staring at you and you looked at her. Elena was watching you hoping you'll agree but you couldn't.

"No Elena. Look dance there if you want but I won't." You tell her heading back inside leaving Elena alone before she walk back inside too.

--

You now regretted not taking up Elena's offer and maybe you could have protected her better than Damon. You had spent the last hour yelling at Stefan and Damon for them to tell you where your best friend was. Since you hadn't seen Elena in weeks and Caroline, the sweet baker not far from the Salvatore club, hadn't seen her also.

You learned that the Mikaelsons had Elena, Snow fell as you stood outside of the Mikaelsons' club and the thin coat you had on barely did anything to keep you warm. But you blocked it out since you were on a mission to save Elena since Damon was doing jack all to get her back.

You stepped inside surprised how nice it looked, girls fully clothed, clean floors and stage. There was a guy that took your coat raising an eyebrow seeing your short black dress that showed off your assets. You had gone to the Salvatores straight from work and hadn't changed as all you could think about was saving Elena. You looked at the stage surprised to see Bonnie there singing some smooth jazz.

"Amazing isn't she?" You jumped hearing the bartender speak to you. You read the name, Camille, you looked her over noting she seemed a little too gorgeous to be working as a bartender in the Mikaelsons' club.

"Yeah, I am a friend of her's. But I am here to speak to your boss." You said looking at Camille who was surprised to see the anger in your eyes. Camille thought you were an angry ex of the brothers and pointed up to the stairs to a door.

"I'll let the guard know you are coming up." Camille said wishing the guys good luck because you looked pissed. You marched up to the office not scared. Once there you were even more angry seeing Elena in some short dress.

"Y/N?!" Elena squeaked out nearly dropping the glass of bourbon while the man behind the desk raised an eyebrow. You glared at him seeing it was Elijah Mikaelson, the big man hisself.

"Elena, sweetheart, do you know this woman?" Elijah asked the young woman looking you over stopping at your bronze thighs before looking up at your face.

"Ye....yes this is Y/N L/N....my best friend and mentor." Elena said clearly scared of the fact that you were there. Elijah had been a gentleman to Elena since Klaus took her to get Damon to pay his debt. Elena had been under Elijah's watchful eye until you had heard of what happen.

"Need something Miss L/N?" Elijah asked taking off his reading glasses looking at you as you walked up to his desk glaring darkening.

"Yes! Let Elena go. She shouldn't be apart of your pissing contest with the Salvatore." You tell Elijah who smirked at you taking a liking to you right away. Oh a woman after his own heart. The stories of you that Elena told him did you no justice, you reminded Elijah of a wildfire that couldn't be tamed.

"I apologize Miss but I can't just simply let Miss Gilbert go." Elijah said watching you and Elena let out a panicked yelp when you grabbed a letter opener pressing against Elijah's thoat. You were pissed off since you had came all this way to get Elena out of her mess but some mob boss was telling you no.

"I wasn't asking. I am taking Elena and we are lea...." You were cut off and the wind knocked out of you. Elijah had pinned you down against his desk, your arms pinned above your head and him standing between your legs.

"Doll, you are in no position to demand things from me. Damon has a debt to pay and gave up Miss Gilbert as payment." Elijah tells you shocking Elena while you glared harder.

"Damon wouldn't do that...." Elena said softly clearly hurt by the words. Elijah flet a little bad while you tried to pull your arms free.

"I thought the Mikaelsons don't do human trafficking? Or force women to work for you. Guess you are no different from the others." You said moving a leg to try and push Elijah off. You froze feeling Elijah brush your curls from your face.

"We don't but doll, I'm willing to make a deal." Elijah tells you smirking finding your harsh glare cute.

"What kind of deal?" You asked feeling Elijah's other hand touch your leg making your jump.

"Take her place doll. I'll give until morning to pack what you need then come back here." Elijah says watching you closely, your auburn eyes burning with anger while Elena looked at you.

"Y/N....don't. You don't nee...." "I'll do it." You cut Elena off and Elijah smirked pulling away from you. You got off of Elijah's desk and grabbed Elena walking out of the club. Elijah was amused and grabbed his phone to call Klaus.

--

The next afternoon you sat in your apartment annoyed with the mess that you tried to get Elena out of. After what happen last night, you decided to stay in your apartment. Your curls freshly washed under a silk scarf and had a large glass of wine.

You had turned off your phone to give yourself time to think since you now were stuck with the city's most powerful mob boss all to protect Elena. There was a knock on your and you wrapped your slik robe around your body.

"I thought I made myself clear doll." Elijah said stepping into your apartment while two body guard stood outside and you glared at him. Elijah looked around your apartment finding it cozy, small but cozy.

"Right. Look I have my own life! I just can't up and leave because you say so." You tell Elijah pushing pass the man grabbing your wine. Elijah licked his lip looking at your bronze legs before looking at your face when you turned.

"How did you even know where I live?"

"Miss Gilbert told my sister who told me." Elijah answered taking off his coat and scarf hanging them up on your coat rack. You stopped breathing looking at Elijah who looked dangerously handsome in his three piece suit.

"Look I am not moving out of my apartment bec...." You were cut off when Elijah caged you against a wall smirking down at you. Elijah cupped your cheek really enjoying the feel of your soft skin leaning down to your ear.

"Doll, I wasn't asking. You now belong to me no...." It was your turn to cut off Elijah off when you pushed him away but Elijah just pulled you back against him.

You both ended up falling onto your couch due to your struggle. You layed under Elijah, your silk scarf had slipped off and you your robe fell open showing off your lacy nightgown.

"Get off." You growled but stopped gasping as your hands flew up gripping Elijah's shoulders when he moved his hips just right. Elijah smirked moving down caging you under him seeing your flushing cheeks and eyes hazing over.

"Do you really want me to doll?" Elijah teased moving to claim your mouth with his but you pushed him off glaring at him. Elijah was bothered by your glares and just finding you more attractive as he got up.

"Keep your home, doll but you still belong to me. Please keep that in mind." Elijah says moving to kiss your cheek but you duck out of the way. You got up annoyed with Elijah pushing your curls from your face.

"Find! Whatever just get out." You said as Elijah stood up walking passed you. But was unaware just how much you were going to see of Elijah.

#rere's stories #elijah mikaelson imagine #elijah mikaelson x reader #elijah mikaelson fluff #elijah x reader #the originals x reader #the originals imagines #the vampire diaries x reader

[orcaofmyheart99]

More WIPs. Two of these are basically fully written but I never published them for some reason.

WIP 1 Started September 7th, 2023

La paura del buio (Afraid of the Dark) Named after the the song by Maneskin. Don't really know where I was going to go with this? Something with the relationship between Crowley and Aziraphale definitely with being afraid of the dark having some symbolism.

In the old days, all it took for an Angel to fall, was simply asking questions. Attempting to figure out what the Great Plan was. That is all Crowley did, ask questions. Apparently Heaven did not approve of independent thinking and he was cast out against his will. 

More of my past and somewhat coherent ramblings under the cut

WIP 2 Written February 28th, 2023 I don't thing I ever published this? It is finished so I might...

Simple joys: From Pippin It was small things which made Davey and Jack’s relationship so perfect Sweet summer evenings Watching the sky Staring at a shooting star Making a wish from afar Davey cooking Jack’s favorite dish Jack brining Davey his favorite flowers just because Before meeting Davey, Jack longed for a change of scene Dreamed of running from all the deed’s he had done Dreamed of running far away Of just being a young boy But after meeting Davey, Jack’s life truly began Davey was his simple joy

WIP 3 Started February 27th, 2023

Literally copy and pasted from another work I wrote...I won't be writing a full story for this since I can't even remember why I took this from my other work? Past self, what were you thinking?

"Do you ever wonder what if?" Jack whispered to Davey walking closer to him, so they were mere inches apart. Their eyes locked

"Sometimes" Davey replied, barely audible

"Maybe in another life" Jack replied, leaning in to brush Davey's cheek, trying not to cry

"Maybe" Davey agreed, a tear slipping out of his soft eye

"if things were different" Jack offered

"If only" Davey agreed

Jack turned to away. Davey wanted to yell after him, beg him to stop. But he didn't. Deep down he knew Jack had to go. The final curtain was drawn. His one true love was forever gone. For Davey there would never be another dawn.

WIP 4 Written March 5th, 2023

I don't see this on my ao3. Not sure why I didn't publish it? Apparently it was from an ask game. I have literally no memory of even writing this. It seems like the prompt was Its not love I swear, it might be closer to despair.

Jack and Kathrine were drinking coffee and chatting. “So, what do you think about the new boy?” Kath asked slyly “Umm, what?” Jack replied blushing, trying to not look too flushed “The new boy, Davey? What do you think of him?” “Oh, uhh he is ok I guess?” “You guess? I see the way you look at him Jack. You look like your head is going to explode every time you are near him and all you want to do is hold his hand. He has you gasping for air. You love him” “It’s not love, I swear kath, it might be closer to despair” “Oh really Jack, really?! You told me that you think about him day and night. Why are you so afraid to say that you love him?” “Why am I afraid?” Jack said, standing “I’m afraid because I’m pretty sure he doesn't like me back, or nothin. I am afraid because this whole love thing doesn't sound quite right. I don’t do love, Kath. I am not an open person like you.” A sudden thump made Jack and Kathrine jump. Davey popped his head around the corner, a shocked expression on his face. “You love me?” He asked looking at Jack “Uhhhh” “I love you too” Davey said walking over to Jack and hugging him tightly “I knew it!” Kath yelled as Davey and Jack finally kissed

#mac speaks #my wips #good omens #crowley #aziraphale #ineffable husbands #newsies #jack kelly #davey jacobs #jack kelly x david jacobs

[ha1taniwh0re]

Hi!After the chat on Discord I came up with a request about Salazar who managed to defeat Sparrow and became human again and returns to Spain, there he meets a storyteller who tells the children the stories of the Silent Mary and Salazar is infatuated by her stories, in the end he falls in love with her.

This plot has been tormenting me for some time, if you don't accept don't worry <3

Ah hello love!! I love idea but this block is giving me permission only to write short so yeah sorry that is short T^T I hope you will like it

Somewhere in Caribbean sea

Salazar POV

Finally, my revenge is completed. I killed Sparrow and took trident to Spain. No pirate will be able to have this thing. My crew and me were tht most popular topic in Spain now. While I was walking down the street I saw some kids sitting around young woman. I wanted to see what are they doing so I walked a little further to them

"A story begins somewhere far from Spain, Somewhere in Caribbean sea. Our Capitàn Salazar and his ship The Silent Mary. Capitàn hates pirates they killed his family, so he decided to hunt every pirate that lives. One day he met a silly young pirate called Jack Sparrow"....

I was listening to her beautiful voice saying my story. Unfortunately I had to go somewhere else, I took one kid and gave him coins to put in girl's mug. While I was working I couldn't stop thinking about that girl. She looked like she wasn't really doing it for money, but if she can get money with what she loves to do why not. I wanted to get one drink so I went to a bar. People were having fun, music was good but I won't be here much so Im alright with atmosphere. I sat and got my drink but than I saw that storyteller dancing. She had that beautiful black and red dress. Red flower in her hair. She noticed me and started walking towards me.

"Buenas noches, Capitán. How can I help you?" she said and sat on chair opposite of me.

"Help me?"

"When a man looks at women he wants something, so what do you want Capitàn?"

I smiled at her sentence.

"Well if you want me to be honest, I was admiring you dear"

She blushed a little because of nickname.

"Tell me do you tell stories for money or your pleasure?" I asked.

"Both. It started because of pleasure but people started to pay me for that. Oh and also here I need to give you this back" she said and gave me money that I gave her back.

"Noo, it's yours. I liked your story I payed" I said.

"You payed too much" she said and gave me bag of coins back.

"Than let me take you on a date and pay you like that for telling my story"

"But Im from poor family Capitàn. Why would you go on date with me?"

"You don't need money, I will give you the world so you can tell beautiful stories, my dear" I said and kissed her hand.

She smiled at me.

"Than take me to Caribbean sea, Capitàn" she said and left my table, leaving me without any information about her.

"You never told me something about you" I yelled

She turned around.

"Find me!!"

"At least give me your name, love" I yelled.

"It's (name)" and she disappeared.

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Reblogs likes comments are appreciated 💓

#potc x reader #potc fandom #potc fic #pirates of the caribbean x reader #pirates of the caribbean #pirates of the carribean x reader #potc salazar #potc salazar x reader #salazar x reader #armando salazar #armando salazar x reader

[tenebrius-excellium]

Hi, who would you fancast as Gen, Irene, Sophos and Helen? Also, what would you do if ROTT ever gets a movie adaptation, one depicting the war with the Mede anyway? 🙈 🥺👉👈

Hii!!!! Oh my gosh fancasting Tqt is NOT easy...

...especially since a couple fancasts have already been made that I am SO down to agree with. I hope you'll forgive me if I partly choose people that have already been named within the fandom before...?

[Insert: ARE YOU KIDDING ME YOU MADE ME CREATE WHOLE POWERPOINT PRESENTATIONS FOR THEM I SPENT THE ENTIRE AFTERNOON ON THIS AND I DO NOT REGRET IT]

Eugenides: Luke Pasqualino

Who else. He could pull off Young Gen, King Gen, and God Gen. I love his chill mannerisms and his cheekiness. But whoever has watched BBC's "The Musketeers" knows he can portray a dark, rash and dangerous side as well. The actor has Italian roots btw.

Irene Attolia: Irene Papas

Sadly, this awesome actress died in 2022. She was Greek and played in "The Trojan Women" as well as "Iphigenia" - so, you know, she has the ideal Greek Aristocratic face. Isn't she the perfect Attolia?

Sophos - Christian Martyn

How I found this actor, I don't know. I am not familiar with him, though he played Gilbert Blythe in "Anne with an E". Look. LOOK. Bear with me. He seems innocent, is the definition of too Nice™ and has this precious aura of childlike chaos about him. But he is also able to glow up into a warrior when necessary O_O

Helen Eddis: Nathalie Emmanuel

Okay, look. While I'm personally highly satisfied with the above casts, I know full and well that this one isn't perfect. First of all, Emmanuel is far too thin and pretty to be Eddis. They'd have to change her nose at least, if not give her a rounder body type. But she is dark-skinned, her hair is short, her smile is fun and captivating, and I think this does reflect who Eddis is to some degree. I'm sorry I didn't find anything more accurate.

To comfort you, here are some more random character casts that I found/came up with while working on the others:

King of Sounis - Jack Black

Nahuseresh - Dev Patel. Imagine the reddish beard oh my gosh

Kamet - Riz Ahmed (that one was the author's choice, I believe)

Ambiades - Austin North. Like, come on. He's gotta be the evil version of Sophos and he would be perfect.

Costis - he's honestly just that one real life Kristoff edit from Frozen. No, he's really Channing Tatum in "The Eagle". Look him up.

As for what would happen if The Queen's Thief Series got turned into a movie, I would SCREAM YELL CRY HAPPY TEARS.

They could turn the 6 books into 3 movies, I believe.

The Thief & The Queen of Attolia (the story would have to be slightly changed, e.g. older Gen and different politics, but they can really pull together the whole 125 pages of travelling to the temple into a 5min montage)

The King of Attolia & A Conspiracy of Kings (how Costis became King isn't as important, but it could serve as a sideplot/what Gen is actually contributing politically behind the facade)

Thick as Thieves and Return of the Thief (again, how Kamet came to Attolia isn't as important as the message he brought.)

The Queen's Thief reminds me much of Narnia (the world, the values, the fashion, the colors), Percy Jackson (adventure Greek setting), and Sinbad (adventure + navigating the Gods). If they ever turned that into a movie, I'D WATCH THE HECK OUT OF IT.

Thank you very much for asking!!!

#this helps to get the tqt frenzy out of my system hooooo #tqt #the queen's thief #tqt fandom #the queen's thief fandom #tqt fancast #the queen's thief fancast #ask #asks #wherethekitethought #currymanganese #eugenides #irene attolia #helen eddis #sophos sounis #costis ormentiedes #luke pasqualino #irene papas #nathalie emmanuel #christian martyn

[the-fiction-witch]

My Mistake to make

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Angry / Angsty

I smiled so widely as I lay wrapped up in my sheets, the cotton covers around me tightly. My head sweetly rested on Jack's warm chest, He had been here all night as usual and we had spent most of the night not slept in the throws of ecstasy between my sheets. 

I sighed a moment my fingers stroked his stomach, 

"You alright?" he asked his hand plaid with my hair, 

"Ummm, Perfect." I cooed, 

"You always get so... blissful after."

"I can't help it, I feel so blissful and joyous having spent so long with my mind reaching the stars" I giggled as I leant up and kissed his soft lips, He kissed back and tightened his arms around me, our kisses so long and passionate I high expected him to shift his weight across the bed and move back on top of me again, 

But suddenly my bedroom door opened and my mother marched in, Immediately I grabbed the sheets to try and cover us both better as we tried to conceal ourselves and what we had been doing. 

"Y/N!" She yelled in shock,

"...Hi Mother." I gulped, 

Her face read of utter disgust and rage as she returned to the door, "Doctor Dawkins, please follow me to the office." She demanded, she shut my door and waited outside it for him,

 "Holy Hell... were in trouble," I gulped,

"So much trouble." He gulped too, He climbed out of bed and got himself dressed again,

"Jack, I don't think going down there is a good idea," I told him as I took his hand, 

"I know pet, but I don't really have a choice, do I?" he sighed, "I'll be back as soon as I can I promise," he reassured me as he kissed my forehead, 

"Just... be careful." 

"I will do," he nodded before going out to meet with my mother, who led him down to the office. 

I sat on my bed fearful and nervous, I could only imagine the things that would be said. I felt so guilty that Jack was to take the fall for this when I was as much to blame as him, but at the same time what did my mother expect? we are engaged! And she was fine with him sometimes staying the night... Yes granted she thought he slept on the window seat bed but that's not the point! Come on my mother was young once surely she knew... right? She must have known that 'yes he's sleeping in my room by on the window seat bed' really meant 'yes he's sleeping in my bed', we have been engaged for six months now surely she's not foolish enough to think all that time every time Jack's visited he's staid on the window seat? Isn't it obvious that even a few times he'd come and sneak into my bed for a nice morning cuddle? Then again I imagine it's not the cuddling she has the objection to... I imagine it's Jack's pants or lack thereof. 

I couldn't wait up here the tension was killing me, so I slipped on my nightie and scampered down as quietly as I could to the office, the door open a crack for me to listen. 

"How dare you!"

"I was just-"

"Do you have no respect for this family! for me! for my daughter!"

"You don't understand it wasn't-"

"I shall see to it your job at the hospital is removed immediately"

"No! Please you can't!"

"I can, I will have the prof fire you this instant! You're employment your benefits your pay all of it I shall remove." 

"Please just let me explain-"

"I do not want to hear your excuses! I shall send word to Prof immediately to empty your room onto the street!"

"Please, I care for your daughter, I love your daughter, and I want to make her my wife, please this was just a mistake I-"

"I should call the captain and have you hung!"

"For what?!"

"Deflowering my daughter,"

"I'm her fiance"

"Not anymore!"

"Y-You don't mean that."

"I do! The wedding is off!"

"No! Please. please you can't do this!"

"There shall be no wedding! there is no chance in this lifetime I will wed my daughter to you!"

"But I-"

"I don't want to hear it!"

"You have been banished from this house immediately Doctor Dawkins!"

"What- No! Please!"

"I want you out! this minute!"

"Can't I at least say goodbye to her?" 

"No! You are to leave immediately! and I shall see to it you shall never see Y/n again."

"Nooo, please! Please Mrs Y/l/n Please throw me out, fire me if you wish but please you can't take Y/n from me I'm begging you," 

"Get out!" she demanded, 

I couldn't allow this to continue I forced my way in and saw My mother at the desk angrily, Jack in the chair pleaded with her his hands on the desk to beg her, 

"Y/n..." Jack muttered desperately, 

"What is going on," I demanded, 

She could not hide her disgust as she looked at me, "Nothing you ought to concern yourself about dear."

"I want to know," I ordered, 

She let out a sigh, "Doctor Dawkins, Was taking advantage of you."

"I wasn't-" He began,

"He must have slipped something in your drink, or gotten you drunk last night, for him to intact his monstrous desires on you." 

"Advantage of me?"

"Yes..." she said, 

"The fact you think Jack could do something so heinous,"

"Well it appears he has doesn't it."

"I didn't. Please Y/n you know I didn't." Jack begged,

"It's alright Jack," I told him as I held him to my chest a moment which calmed him and soothed his tears, "You promise me, you-"

"You know I would never do such a thing to you pet." 

"I know, I trust you," I told him as I kissed his head, "Mother, you really think so little of the man I am to marry that he would do such a thing? do you have no faith in him? In me?"

"He is a man!" She scoffed

"He is my Fience." I corrected, "He is the man I love how dare you accuse him of such things."

"My dear, you are immature and innocent, you do not know the tricks he plays on you."

"I don't play anything on you I swear I-" he began, 

"I know, I know," I told him,

"I Never want you to see him again," she ordered, 

I let out a breath, I patted Jack's blonde head before I slowly moved across the office towards my mother, I did not run, I did not threaten, I did not punch or kick or anything else I merely walked slowly which forced her to back away into the corner of the room, anything in my way was merely moved forcefully tossing chairs, books, decor onto the office floor. "I am a grown woman."

"You are still my child. I get to make these decisions. And I am making this one. You are not to marry him. Not to see him anymore. Do you understand me?"

"You do not get to decide that!" I screamed my voice shook the room 

"You are my child! My daughter! You will listen to me!" 

"I am an adult woman, you do not get to decide the man I spend my time with let alone spend the rest of my life with. That decision is mine." 

"Yes, I do! I am your mother!" She screamed, "You are just a foolish girl to nieve to see his tricks and advances!" 

"I let him didn't I!"

"I don't know what you're thinking marrying him!"

"I'm trying not to end up in a loveless sham of a marriage like you!" 

"You shut your mouth young lady I am trying to protect you!"

"From what! Joy? Happiness?"

"You listen to me. you do not know true happiness and if you marry a man like that you never will. I know what is best for you!"

"Do you?" I glared,

"Damn right I do!" she yelled her fury in her voice, "I know you better than anyone, I know what is best for you!"

For a moment I backed away and gave her space, which falsely made her think she had won me over but I let out a breath, "What's my favourite book, Mother?"

Her face softened and her tone shifted, "How is this relevant?"

"Answer. the. damn. question. mother." 

"Tales from Shakespear, of course."

"Mother I haven't read that book since I was seven." I told her, "So I'll ask again, What's my favourite book, Mother?"

"I... I don't... I don't know dear." She admits, 

"what's my favourite food?"

she struggled for a few seconds, "Well, I suppose you have always liked your apple pie..."

"No, not my favourite," I told her

"Then I... I don't know..." 

"What is it mother, that I say when I get flustered about something?"

"I ... I don't know dear."

"No. You don't." I answered, "You know so little about me... how could you possibly know what is good for me when you don't even know me? How can you dictate the life I should have when you don't even know the woman I have become." 

"And he knows you better does he?"

"...I know myself." I answered, "But for kicks, Jack? what is the phrase I say when I get flustered?"

"What when you're not trying to swear?" he asked,

"Yes," I giggled,

"You swear!" My mother argued,

"Yes, But anyway..."

"You say fizzlewicks... for some reason, It is really adorable though." He explained, 

I smiled, "what's my favourite food?"

"harsh browns in the morning, the rest of the time Jacket potato with two different strength cheeses allowed to melt on top, Or ice cream but only ice cream when your sad and not too much else you get a poor tummy." He explained,

I giggled, "And my favourite book?"

"... uhh The Hunchback of Notre Dame? at the moment anyway... I'm sure it'll change again by next week." He said, "Aren't you reading Frankenstein again after this?"

"That is my plan yes." I giggled, "You see how much he knows me, how much he cares about the tiny little things that make up me." 

"But... I... I am your mother dear."

"yes you're my mother and I will always love you, always care for you, always have respect for you and the work you did to raise me... no matter how horrible you are to me. But as much as you may disagree I do not owe you anything. I never asked to be brought into this world but you still brought me. I do not owe you love, respect or obedience. Your job as my mother has only ever been to prepare me and protect me for being an adult where I could go and make my way... I am an adult now and if Jack is the route I choose it is not up to you to deny me this"

Her heart broke from my words, "But you're making a mistake..."

"Maybe I am." I nodded, "But it's my mistake to make. Not yours." I told her, "And as my mother, all you can do is advise and support no matter what happens."

"But... what if I know he is not good for you?"

"he loves me, and that on its own is enough" she nodded, "but he knows my favourite books and we cuddle as we read them, he knows my favourite foods and how I like them Cooked we spent our time learning new recipes together, he knows all the little things I say and does when I'm frustrated, stressed happy and he's made himself reactive and a part of my responses to these things, all stupid in-jokes and complicated things that would take a lifetime to truly explain most of them we don't even understand ourselves." I explained, "he has changed his life for me, and if there is one thing you taught me is that men do not change for no reason if he was willing to do all this for me, then I should change for him and if that makes me a woman you no longer recognize... shouldn't you be happy at least that I am happy?" 

"Is...is all that true?"

I nodded, 

"You, you really do love one another?"

I smiled and moved to where Jack now stood, I wrapped my arms around his torso and he too wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head, "More than anything, truly I would bend the world for him, Mother."

"You know I would bend the world in a hundred loops just to see you smile for me pet." He cooed, 

"You really do love him?"

"I do, and I hope he loves me too?" I asked as I looked up to him expectantly,

"With all my heart." 

"And whether you allow it or not, I am going to love him, and I am going to marry him. With or without your permission." I told her,

For a moment she was speechless, "Very well." she nodded,

"Thank you, mother," I smiled

"Thank you so much Mrs. Y/l/n." 

"But, you sleep in separate rooms till the wedding." She glared,

"Fine," I sighed as this was the only way to appease her, we went to leave the office but she stopped me before I could go,

"What... were you doing before I came in?"

"...Mother, you don't wanna know," I told her as I tapped her hand, 

"I do."

"you really don't."

"Tell me. now."

"... Let's put it as, we were practising for making you a grandmother," I told her before I took Jack's hand and scampered off back to my room. 

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[thesevenwondersofawitch]

Watching Star Trek Picard s3 ep4

Oh fuck Riker's talking about Thaddeus's funeral and I'm sobbing

"Deanna, as you know, feels everything. But she couldn't live with me feeling nothing. And neither could I, which is why I left, and I came here. I was running from this, only to find it again."😭😭😭

"Well, this is the end, my friend. And if I were you, I'd take the next few hours to get to know your son." OH FUCK MAN I'M SCREAMING

Poor Deanna and Kestra, man😭

SEVEN!!!!!!

OOOO WHO'S ROOM IS SHE IN

Oh shit! A

The fact that Will wants to keep this under wraps, raises red flags to me

SHE'S A SECRET AGENT NOW YAY!

Damn, the way Beverly is counting down 👀

"Beverly?" The way I just squealed 😂

The smile she gave Picard when he asked if she could give him and Jack a moment 🥺 she's so precious!😭🥺

Hell naw, Shaw is sketchy

Will is trying to record a message for Deanna and can't find the words😭

I'm cackling cause Jack isn't into wine😂😂😂😂😂

"This place is as good as any to die, I suppose." I love him

The fact that the elephant in the room is Picard's lack of hair😂

This guy does not look 23/24🤔

NOOOOO I wanna hear the rest of Jack's story!

Shaw👀 I'm 97% sure that he's the changeling, but I could be wrong

Cannabis 😂😂😂😂😂

OOOOOO SEVEN'S RANSACKING !!!

"Resi-goo" I'm cackling 😂

Oh my, that's nauseating *watching the enemy ship Captain cut her hand off*

5years ago again, I wonder if Jack came to see Picard and heard him talking?🤔

"I think we all need connection, don't we?"

Jack doesn't need to spend time with his dad, but

Holy shit! The changeling!!!!

Why did they have to make the Changeling gross looking when it turns to goo😭 it looks like raw meat🤢

Awwww, Jack didn't know why his mom named him after her first husband 🥺

"Get laid." I'M DEAD

FUCK YOU SHAW I WANNA KNOW WHAT JACK WAS GONNA SAY!

Wait Shaw and Picard met before?🤔

Oh shit

I HAVE CHILLS

Damn

"I'm just some dip shit from Chicago." 👀

Damn, the lieutenant probably died

"He was on that Borg cube, setting the world on fire!" CHILLS

Well, that explains why he doesn't like Seven

Ooooo the whole crew is staring at Shaw 😂

STILL HATE HIM THO

I love how both Jack and Picard looked lost on what Beverly was getting at😂

Ah, they caught on

I love Beverly so much!

"We hightail it out of the nebula, away from the gravity well, away from that ship and away from our new friends, the space babies."

I'M ABSOLUTELY CACKLING 😂

The way Jack is saying they should try what Picard and Jack the first did😂

"No one is coming to rescue us, Will." F you Picard I'm gonna be optimistic

"Deanna. Deanna would say it's about trust." OH SHE KNEW THAT THAT'S WHAT HE NEEDED TO HEAR

Riker's speech is giving me chills

"Despite the fact that you are indeed a dipshit from Chicago." 😂

Wait is the Changeling pretending to be him?

Oh, nope I guess not

Seven giving Shaw his tools is giving flashbacks to my dad yelling at me and my sister when we 'helped' him fix the car as kids 😭😂

"Everyone take a deep breath, and hold it if you can." *Continues talking using up air*

"Engage" I'M SCREAMING

That is not Ensign La Forge

YEAH BABY!

"Ensign La Forge always calls me Commander Seven. Out of respect." YEAH

"Good call." No shit Sherlock

Oh my gosh, Jack's sitting on the bridge! JACK IS TELLING PICARD WHERE THE LOCATIONS ARE I'M FINE

"Trust me." I'M SCREAMING

I too would look at the guys in command if they told me to take life support off line, cause dude WTF

"Well Beverly, it's all on you now." WHAT?

Oohhhhh, they meant cause of her plan and stuff with the space babie contractions

Wait why are they taking the enemy ship with them?

OOOOOOOOO!

"Will did you just throw an astroid?"

"Damn right I did."😂

OH MY GOD

The space babies are so cute 😭🥺

Aww, this crew just got to witness the birth of new life😭

Beverly: "To week out new life."

Will: "I think we should body get the heck out of here."

I WAS RIGHT

JACK SAW HIS DAD AND ASKED HIM IF HE HAD A REAL FAMILY

"Young man, Starfleet has been the only family I ever needed." PICARD YOU IDIOT

OH PICARD JUST REMEMBERED THAT!

Will: "It reminded me, that there's a whole universe out there. And it can be beautiful and amazing."

Deanna: "You haven't said anything as lovely as that in a very long time."

Will: "I know. And that's on me. And I'm sorry. I'm gonna fix it, with you."

Who the fuck is in Jack's head? Poor dude is just trying to wash his face

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[liviavanrouge]

Bishop Union Birthday vignette

Part 1

Bishop: To think this day would come, I feel like I'm getting so old at this point despite being so young, it's a bit saddening...

Bishop: The interviewer that the magical birthday dice selected is gonna be here soon, I wonder whobwas chosen for be

???: Be grateful you annoying cub, you don't gotta deal with outsiders

Bishop: NICEEEEE!

Leona: *Smirks at him* Someone seemed overly eager and happy

Bishop: Or course I am! I was hoping an upperclassman would interview me!

Leona: I can tell

Bishop: Thanks dorm head for celebrating my birthday!!

Leona: No need to yell, here take this and be grateful

Bishop: Is this....WOAH!! NEW TOOLS!

Bishop: Hammer, screwdrivers, wrench, holy apples above!!

Leona: Looks like you're grateful, you better be it was either the tools or an apple tart from a port bakery

Bishop: I'll have to go grab an apple tart after this, as an extra birthday treat, thanks for these tools dorm head

Leona: Yeah, yeah, happy birthday cub but you best be more grateful to Ziro

Bishop: Why?

Leona: He practically carried me out of my bed to go get you a gift and that was about an hour and a half ago

Leona: Thanks to him I was able to grab you a gift before it was too late, be grateful to my little brother

Bishop: I shall thank Ziro later too then and grab him a thank you gift!

Leona: You cubs and your enthusiasm, sometimes it makes me tired

Bishop: *Laughs, grinning at him*

~~~~

Part 2

Leona: Okay, I'll begin with the questions

Bishop: Shoot!!

Leona: *Smirks amused* If you could take any one person with you to a deserted island, who would it be? Anyone in the dorm cannot join you

Bishop: *Hums* A deserted island you say?

Bishop: I'd choose Livia, my fellow freshman in Diasomnia!

Leona: *Narrows his eyes, growling* Little Hunter?! Why her!

Bishop: She's believed by the queen and prince of the Valley of Thorns right? Not to mention that she told me and the others that she's the daughter of a retired general

Bishop: If she goes missing, no doubt will the queen and prince go NUTS trying to find her and locate where she was

Leona: Smart.

Bishop: But also because her species have good noses and intuition, not to mention she is pretty strong I saw her tackle hug MALLEUS DRACONIA down the other day, and that guy is about as strong as faes come

Bishop: We'd be able to easily find a good source of water and ripe food while we await rescue, if no rescue comes we'd both be smart enough to make something to escape either a boat maybe a raft

Bishop: We'd also have enough food but according to Livia she's able to go three days without eating or drinking anything

Leona: HUH!?

Bishop: We'd be able to escape quite easily either way, so she's my choice for that!

Leona: Hah, you thought this through cub, you got some of my respect

Bishop: *Laughs* Yep!

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Part 3

Leona: Next one, if you had to transfer to a different form which one would you go to

Bishop: Ignihyde.

Leona: Quick answer. Why that dorm? Someone with your personality wouldn't fit there too well you know..

Bishop: Hahaha! I've always fiddled with gadgets since I was young, when I was a baby my father would have to pry certain gizmos away from me!

Bishop: I also wanna get ideas from the other students there and it's hard to see an ignihyde student in the wild, so being in their dorm gives me a higher chance to get someone's approval for whatever I make

Bishop: I also wanna learn out to chillax as well, Ruggie and Jack say I'm too headstrong...

Leona: Hate to say it, but I gotta agree with those two, you tend to rush into things

Leona: I still remember when you and your little troublemaking group of friends met

Bishop: Haha, yeah...well I didn't have many friends growing up, mainly just me and Epel and even if kids my age did come around either to visit for celebrations or certain festivities, nobody wanted to talk to me

Bishop: I never understood why at first, whenever I approached they'd glare at me before I had a chance to speak or they'd take off running....I soon found out that it was because I wasn't exactly normal and they saw me goofing about and being kinda weird

Leona: That's rough, but rude of them to judge you from what they seen rather than talking to ya.

Leona: Listen, I will say this once and I will deny I ever said this after today, but you're a good kid.

Leona: Don't let people judge because they say you doing something weird, show them that you can be approachable

Bishop: Y-YES DORM HEAD!!

Leona: *Frowns* Too loud.

Bishop: Ah! Sorry....I got excited for a moment there

Bishop: Is the interview over? Tell me it's not

Leona: Sadly for you, it is over and time for your long awaited good luck gift

Bishop: *Whoops, doing a small jig*

Leona: Something your mother taught you?

Bishop: Yep! She taught me all of her tribes dances, I do them when I'm happy or when I'm visiting the family for a celebration!

Leona: Got it, well be prepared cub! Happy birthday!

Bishop: *Beams, grinning*

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Bishop: *Laughs with his hands on his knees, one eye closed as he gave Leona a big grin, whip cream staining his cheeks forehead and jacket*

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